English
Essay on the land lady

'No my dear,' she said.'Only you', those words were as a shock, suddenly I understood everything. The 2 other guests, they were in the newspaper, they were missing, never found back. The animals that she killed, and stuffed all by herself, the hospital smell, the coffee with the strange taste. Am I going to be next? Is she going to kill me? Sweat started rolling over his head, his hands started shaking, he wanted to scream but couldn't bring a noise out his throat. He was scared. He stood up, looked at the old woman, he wiped away a tear, opened his mouth and asked : ' Why? Why me? Did I ever do something to you?' She started laughing and said: ' don't act like it is all my fault, mister Weaver, you were the one who came here, I never forced you to stay nor to come.' all of a sudden her faced turned red, and she started yelling at him 'a few years ago, kids around your age found it fun to bully my son, my disabled son. It killed him! Since that day I decided that your generation should pay for what they did' with a much softer voice she said ' I'm sorry love, but that's life.' I don't want to die, I’m not ready yet, I need to stop her, I need to flee away. He grabbed the first object he could find and started hitting the old woman with it. The poison was making him weaker and weaker by the minute. He took a moment to catch his breath and looked at the object. It was covered with blood, but he could still see what it was, it was a picture frame with a picture of her and her son? He really does look like her. The old woman got back up again, spit out a tooth and told him that the poison was still spreading in his body, that it won't take long for him to be dead. He got so angry that he hit her again but this time harder, he did it with his last strength and down she fell. She looked peaceful and harmless. When he saw her taking her last breath, he felt relieved. He took a last look at her and ran away, out of the