Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

The Serial Killer DarkTreasures

Abigail_Austine
--
chs / week
--
NOT RATINGS
1.4k
Views
Synopsis
John Knoxville is a young detective her parents were killed at the age of 3. She began to live with her aunt and her uncle few years later they were also killed by a serial killer during that time her best friend was also killed at the age of 14 .At the age of 14 she became a street girl living in the street taking care of herself she became a petty thief. She stole things just to take care of herself the little way she could until one day she was caught and just that she was almost beaten to death a police officer took her up and been gone to train her she told him her story and everything that had happened to her she told him how passionate she was to discover an arrival the killers of her parents and relatives so she promised herself that she would be a detective and she will never rest till she find out the killers of her parents .10 years later she was still in search of the killers of her parents relatives and her best friend her life depended on that sad story she had to find them so that her life will finally be free she has a lot of dreams that she needed to fulfill but she had to make sure she find out the serial killer and make sure he is brought to book . she had been detective right from when she was 18 years old and making it 6 years of her work experience she was known as the most intelligent detective of all others the case was then reopened and investigation started .Unfortunately for her it was deeper than she thought. The case was twisted and very hard to find out the killers of her parents and everyone she loved
VIEW MORE

Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

Run ,Run Sarah don't look back run, don't look back ,don't look back run Sarah run run Sarah.

I began to run as fast as I could as I heard my mother cry and my father cry too I heard them cry so loud I was just three years old then, I ran so fast. Although ,I was a child but I could still understand the fact that my mother was in danger and my dad too .I understood the fact that my mother gave me a command and asked me to start running. I ran so fast I ran and ran and ran .I was just 3 years old although I spoke and thought like a child of 6 years old that moment was the most terrible moments of my life I watched and I saw them stab my parents with a knife 10 times it was painful but I had to run so that they won't catch me too, my sister Maria was also stabbed that night. I was so lucky that I met a stranger and I began to cry and point at my house ,the stranger looked like he felt like I was lost so he followed me and when he entered the house he was shocked no one was in there only the dead bodies of my parents and my sister, tears filled his eyes but he couldn't do anything he quickly put up a call on the police for the body to be carried and then he found my mother's phone so he quickly called my aunt that was Aunt Miriam who was my father's younger sister she came to the scene she saw everything that had happened she was so sad she was devastated but what could she do death had taken her brother away from her and the poor little child he left behind was me Sarah. She was still happy she tried to keep herself happy and glad because my dad Mr Johnson was not her only brother she had another brother Mr Jeremy that was my favorite uncle he usually come to our house and stay for some while.

My family was one of the richest in California then my amily was a very noble family we were the richest and we owned the highest profit making magazine company in the city so I believed and assumed that so many eyes were on us and so many people were wishing for my family's death .The news of their death was a shock to the whole city .The police tried to investigate the case but to no avail so the case was closed. I began to live with my Aunt Miriam even before my parents and sister were buried after that four years later Aunt Miriam got married but she had no children yet until she finally gave birth to a child who she named Johnson after my late dad .I suppose my Late dad was her favourite brother and she loved him so much.Even when I was with Aunt Miriam Uncle Jeremy still visited .

He brought provisions for me even though Aunt Miriam was bouyant enough to take good care of me.He called me his daughter.We were always happy together anytime .He visited, it was always a thing of joy .He was my favourite uncle and we all respected him no one tried to disrespect him because he was a kind man.We began to live happily but still the pictures and memory of my parents and sister were killed,how I hid in the wardrobe watching before I ran away was still in my head .I felt that that was the end and prayed that such will never happen again.

Our lives was so perfect in our eyes we lived in peace and harmony. I was a child and I began to live with my aunt Miriam and when I was six she got married and give birth to her son Johnson I began to take care of my cousin as I didn't just see him as my cousin but I also saw him as a little brother I never had an as a sibling I once had but lost . As time went on we were living happily uncle Jeremy Kept on visiting us as usual our lives were so happy although the trauma of losing our loved ones still lived in us but we had to move on.

Aunt Miriam treated me like her own child she loved me so much she gave me everything that she will give her own daughter and her son Johnson I was like a daughter she never had and she had no plans of giving birth to another child so I and Johnson were living practically like siblings that we are although not through the same mothers womb. I was given the best treatment so that I will never feel the pain of not having a mother or a father but I still missed my elder sister Maria so much because they continue to tell me stories about her she was just 14 and she was killed I remembered how she treated me like a child she would buy sweets and give it to me and take care of me when our parents are outside town.

But there was absolutely nothing I could do because she was dead, gone and buried I was now happy with my new family at least it was the people I had always known from the start I was so happy I lived with Aunt Miriam until when I was 14 years of age that time I received the most heartbreaking news of my life.

It was a Friday night everyone had taken their dinner Johnson and I went into my bedroom we were watching cartoons together when suddenly we heard a knock on the door aunt Miriam went to see who was knocking and she opened the door a man dressed in black stabbed her and she shouted I and Johnson were afraid then aunt Miriam's husband came upstairs and took Johnson to go check what is happening as he went downstairs he was surprised to find his wife lying down lifelessly on the floor he shouted and cried he rushed the man but the man was armed he stabbed him too he also took Johnson and stabbed the little boy, he didn't know that I was at home because he heard no noise he searched some places but I hid on top of the wardrobe.

Before aunt Miriam's husband died I over heard him saying what do you want what do you want from us then I heard the man say I just want Sarah and I will leave you but Aunt Miriam's husband was protective and he said he didn't know where I was . He saved my life but his life was taken. The man finally left and I came downstairs crying I didn't know what to do . I quickly called uncle Jeremy and told him everything that had happened. He began to weep on the phone and I told him that everything will be fine that night it dawned on me that I was the target I was the reason for my aunt's family's death. I knew that I couldn't sleep in the house so I had to leave the house immediately to my best friend's house I told her everything and my life was in danger but it was all my faults that she left me too because I didn't tell her that Aunt's Miriam's family died because of me.