Creative Writing: Why Banshees Scream

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Why do banshees scream? A long time ago, a boy sat alone. He had nothing, but his own thoughts, rattling around his own evil mind. He hated his family, for they were awful to him. His sister was the worst, but he tended to ignore her. She antagonized him over and over, the rest of his siblings did the same and his parents ignored what was happening. They just assumed that he was being tormented for a reason, that the almighty Zeus had a reason. The boy did not believe in gods, he didn’t believe in what everyone said, what they all claimed. One day, his sister was provoking him until the boy became very vexed. His rage took over and he grabbed the nearest rock. He loomed over his sister who still held her own, looking competitive as always. He threw his arm up and crashed the rock into her face, she yelped in pain. The boy did not stop until his sister was a bloody mess lying on the ground, her face torn to shreds, unrecognizable. She was dead. He stood up and dropped the weapon, he watched as the blood on it turned to ichor and he froze, staring. He counted the seconds. 178… 179… 180. Suddenly his sister’s hands went to her own throat as she gasped and her lungs pleaded for air. He looked down, staring. What just happened? She was dead just a minute ago, and even worse, he didn’t care that she …show more content…
Everyone looked up, even the boy’s father let go of him for a moment to see what it was. Suddenly, the sister came running in, bloody tears streaming her face, her arms wrapped around herself, and her mouth open in a silent scream. The father moved to help her and to let the boy go, but the sister just looked at him and shook her head. “Finish your job.” She said before looking at her brother and staring. The father realized what was happening and began to back away, but soon realized he couldn’t. The son stared, pleadingly. His look was one of sorrow and knowing. The father threw one more punch and the boy

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