A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

The sudden pain in her wrist awoke Yilia from a deep sleep. Someone had slashed her wrist, and the pain was excruciating.

"Ahhh!" Opening her eyes she was greeted by a bruised little face at her bedside. A pair of dark eyes were locked onto her in a most disconcerting way.

In the dim light Beryl's bruises appeared even more ghoulish, like a burnt doll in a horror film.

"Beryl! What are you doing?" Clutching at the bleeding wound on her wrist, Yilia freaked out and began yelling, "What the hell are you doing to me?"

Staring wordlessly at her, Beryl reached out and turned on the table lamp.

"Calm down, auntie! Yelling only speeds up the loss of blood. Didn't you know that?"

The wicked woman who had once kidnapped her had said so.

Yilia stared at her in disbelief. She couldn't understand how the child could have harmed her, but her bleeding wound reminded her of the fact.

Grabbing some tissues from the side table, she exploded in rage, "You rotten little girl! You are going to die!"

A sudden flash dazzled her eyes as she finished speaking.

Cold white light reflected off the knife which Beryl was wielding. Blood dripped from the sharp tip. It blossomed like red flowers on the floor.

The child's dark eyes gave her a chill. It cut into her own dark core, sharp as any knife.

"Tip tap! Tip tap!" Beryl flashed a horrid smile and spoke eerily, "Listen to the sound of the blood dripping on the floor. Do you like it, auntie?"

Wide eyed, Yilia wanted to rip her to shreds, but she feared getting too close to the child and her knife. Instead she cursed loudly, "You! You little asshole!"

"Asshole? Are you talking to yourself?" Beryl sneered, her dark eyes captivating Yilia. She continued, still smiling nefariously, "By the way, there is nothing you can do to stop the bleeding."

"Go to hell!" Yilia screamed. Screaming in her mind, Yilia thought bravely, 'Do you honestly think that you can best an adult? You little bitch!' But when she tried to get up, she was suddenly dizzy.

really lose that much blood?'

no matter how much

"Tip tap! Tip tap!"

own blood dripping in the silent room deafened her.

the bitch

bleeding no matter what I do?' She thought in

at Beryl. All her strength had been consumed by the collection of blood flowers growing on the floor

give me the phone!" She

if she were discussing homework, "Is that an order? Do you dare to

She would never have thought that a little girl could attack her like this. Weary now, her words lacked

going to do next? Kill me?

the phone and held it out to her.

sigh of relief, Yilia looked at the phone. The first thing she needed to do now was to call 911. After she got treatment, she would come back and kick this

she

on nothing but air. Yilia became mad and yelled, "Beryl!

girl

it

phone again, but when the bloodied hand touched it she swung

the night sky. Her body began trembling with fear and she asked

knife, "I just want you to bleed. It's much more funny that

of blood was now staining the

blood kept pouring. Her mind

struck that if it continued like this she would soon be dead. She was gripped by raw, naked

instincts made her beg, "Beryl! Please Beryl... It's all my fault. I shouldn't have beaten you

on Beryl's face, and

to try and stay conscious, Yilia pleaded, "Please won't you go

slowly answered.

Yilia made a desperate lunge for Beryl, "You little bitch! You want me