August 29th, 2018 - I dunno what to write here now...
05:45 | The Smith Household
Current Weather: 23°C and overcast, scattered showers.
Right, left, right, right, left, right, left, left…. The two wooden drumsticks bounced off of Lizzy’s legs gently as she made an attempt to entertain herself. Her mother had insisted to wait until morning before leaving and while she was most certainly bored out of her mind, Lizzy was glad they were choosing to wait. Impatience was certainly not a good excuse for getting yourself killed.
She looked up quickly as the faint sound of gunshots echoed through the silent streets. “Mom...we should go...they could be coming this way…” she whispered, glancing over to the window. Her curiosity almost screamed at her to look, but she resisted temptation and remained still.
Tick, tock. The clocks monotonous ticking seemed deafening in the utter silence of the Smith residence. She was getting restless, how long was it going to be until they left? An hour? Three? Or would they die the moment they stepped foot outside? Lizzy’s mind went through every possible worst case scenario, every possible way they could die. She couldn’t take the silence anymore. A few moments later, she put her earbuds in and drowned out the nothingness with a bit of Rage Against the Machine, drumming along with the main riff of Killing in the Name on her legs.
She didn’t care that her mother may have been trying to talk to her. She didn’t care that the gunshots may have been getting closer.
She needed to escape.