Elizabeth Renteria
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A young mother who loves to express herself by writting .
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Who Are You?
I look up to Adam in disbelief and terrified , I said why are you doing this ? He says doing what you are mine I live here do you not remember? I said what are you talking about the only person I’ve lived here with was my husband who passed away several years ago. He said oh really well since we are on that topic let’s discuss about what happened years ago Veronica . I look at him as if he was talking nonsense I say who’s Vernonica he says you are , you are my wife Veronica . I said my name is Emily . He argues and says no that was John’s wife’s name you are my wife Veronica now that John is gone, we can finally be happy like we talked about . I’m still very confused at this point not knowing what to say . He talks about the day I discovered my husband years ago he asked where did I go on vacation, I stated I went to the beach in Los Angeles , CA. He said that’s very interesting he then asks who were you with , I stated I was meeting a friend who lived out there . He said again that very amusing to hear. He the pulls out his phone and says do you want to know where you actually were that day , i said what are you talking about I was in Los Angeles , he said try again . He then shows me a picture of him and i in my town the day of my husband's death . I tell him this is obviously edited and not real but then shows the date and time it was taken. It was taken on 06/12/2019 on a Tuesday afternoon the day and time my dear husband John was killed . I’m so confused and emotional I didn’t remember anything about these pictures I didn’t know what I was doing with Adam that day ! Was I a cheater ? What happened that day and why did I take a picture right in front of my house . Adam then looks at her and begins to explain what happened the day of her husband's death . It was a warm sunny day and the date was 06/12/2019 you were home and had a busy day you decided to order some food from the same delivery guy you have always come to the house , you decided to invite him in this time and little did you know that would of been the worst mistake you possibly could have done . I arrived to the house from a business trip earlier then expected I entered the house but I heard the shower running as I was going up to join you i heard a males voice from the living room and to my surprise it was John our regular delivery driver. I stared at him for 30 secs and he was completely shocked I yelled out you bastard and began to scuffle with John before I knew it I heard you running down the stairs screaming my name but you slipped on your towel and fell down the stairs and busted your head .I turn away for a sec and John punches me in the face which led me to tackle him but when I tackled him he hit his head on the corner of our coffee table and instantly was dead. There was a pool of blood under you that’s why you remember pools of blood when walking around the house, you seen John on the living room floor and thought that was your husband . But oh were you wrong, you thought you went on vacation because you were supposed to be leaving that same day . I left as soon as I heard you running down and seen the news of what happened to you . So you see Veronica a little backstory to how we met was that I was your original delivery guy at first , I proposed to you at that restaurant the same way I did in your so called dream, and reason why I was willing to watch crime shows is because that is all we would watch together. I wanted you to remember so that you could know who you really are before I killed you next . The thing I said about Emily being johns wife is because John was actually married to a Emily and you took on her personality for some reason when you hit your head. Veronica now remembering what happened and who Adam was and why that picture was taken it was the day they bought the home together . Veronica drops down to her knees and apologizes and begs for forgiveness but adam carelessly points a gun to her head and says remember me well and pulls the trigger.
By Elizabeth Renteria3 years ago in Criminal
Who Are You?!
It’s been a while since I jumped back into the dating world since John died. John was my former husband who was murderd unexpectedly while I was away at vacation . It was very tragic all I remember was coming back home to puddles of blood untill I seen his lifeless body laying on the living room floor. The most odd thing was that there was never no indication of a forced entry or someone ever breaking in , they also never found the person who murderd John. As years went by I finally allowed myself to be open about dating again and hoping to find happiness once again . I went on a few blind dates set up by family and friends I joined a couple of dating apps as well . We’ll none of those were very successful for me i found no likeing or connection to anyone I had met . So I decided to take a step back for now and if I was meant to be happy again it would eventually fall in my path .
By Elizabeth Renteria3 years ago in Fiction
Who Are You?
As I think back to my dream I was entirely scared because I was indeed convinced that it was real I finally decided to brush it off. I look over at my phone and see a text from Adam it said “ good morning beautiful, I hope you have a good day when can we see each other again “. As I read that message I am still very shocked and not knowing if I should text back or tell him it’s better to part ways. But me wanting to get reassurance texted him that we can meet for lunch today. I stood up from bed and walked around my room and make a checklist from the “dream” I had I remember he broke my window but it was completely intact, I remember taking a bath and indeed I did do that because I didn’t drain the water . But did the whole proposal actually happen to or was that a dream as well. I get ready for my lunch with Adam and meet him at a coffee shop . The first question I ask him is did we go to dinner last night I can’t remember very much . He then said no we did not we were supposed to but I never responded back to him . I quickly look back at my phone and in fact I never responded .
By Elizabeth Renteria3 years ago in Horror
Dark Secret’s
I remember being this sweet little girl who was never fearful of anything , and was always one to make people smile. Although my childhood was not the brightest and best I made what I could of it. A little backstory to my life is I was brought up and raised by two immigrant parents who migrated from Mexico. They were both crossed over at the ages of 5 and 7, they ended up in a small town in Madera, CA. They eventually met and became high school sweethearts which led to me being born the oldest out of 5 beautiful girls . Since my parents were very young and almost out of high school I spent most of my time with my grandmother and my 5 year old sister at the time . I would always enjoy my time with her. But one day she brought a man home with her and I never knew what a man was capable of doing to a child untill I met him . When I first met my grandmothers boyfriend I had a sick and odd feeling in my stomach, at 7 years old I’ve never experienced such discomfort around being another person . This day that I am going to explain is the day that will constantly haunt me into my adulthood life. It was a regular summer night and at the time my grandmother lived in a RV motor park home . She was heading out to the store and insisted on taking me and leaving my 5 year old sister with this man . I refused for that to happen and told her to take my sister instead and I will stay . I ask myself to this day why didn’t she just take us both ? As soon as my grandmother pulled out the drive way this man gave me a chilling dark look , he had bright red eyes and a smirk on him . He pulled me to him and asked if I knew what it felt to be a woman . I only 7 not knowing what he really meant about that said no . He then proceeded to ask if I wanted to feel like one , i then again said no. At that moment he got very upset and of course I really didn’t need to go into to much details at that point to understand what happened . All I could remember is lying there frozen and not knowing what was happening and what to do .My grandmother came back in 30 min to what felt like hours to me . As she pulled up he stared at me and said “ if you tell your nana I will kill you and your sisters” , i of course not being scared blurted it out to my grandmother as soon as she came in . She looked at me in disbelief and anger. All I got was a slap in the face and told I was a liar , I was then sent to the room and was told to not tell anyone else. I felt so defeated as if I were in this world all alone. I just remember the look on my 5 year old sisters face and the confusion on it to what had happened. When hearing a story like this people may ask well why didn’t she go to her parents or a teacher , well it’s easier said then done . If a 7 year old came to a realization that her own nana wouldn’t believe her what makes her think her own parents would ? What would you have done…?
By Elizabeth Renteria4 years ago in Confessions
