Chronicles Of a death Foretold Final project!

She held her baby tightly to her body. Her family kept eating the roast beef lather in barbeque sauce, it smelled the whole house with the greatest smell we could ever imagine. Her baby’s’ umbilical cord was still in her mouth. The blood still stream from her vagina dripping onto the white carpet under the table. She held her crying baby looking at her parents whom kept eating their delicious roast beef, but gave no reaction to that their twelve year old daughter having a baby.
“Put that bastard child down” her mother screams at her.
She drops the child while it was still screaming its lungs out. Its head hits the floor first, followed by a loud thud of its body.
“Karissa!!! Open the god dam door!”
“Its open” she replied in a sweet innocent voice.
It was him that dreadful man whose baby it was, the man Karissa dreadfully despised. His blue eyes blond hair and well shaped twentyone year old body hid his ugly personality. It had fooled Karissa the first nine months when she lost her virginity to him on his king size bed.
She thought her parents did her a favor. They were paid twenty grand to have their beautiful, well slimmed, luscious black hair, tender, sweet girl become his sex slave.
“Karissa shut that stupid baby up!”
She obeyed her mother and stepped on the on the baby’s face. The fragile skull of the baby cracks open, the brain gushes out of the young tender baby head as the blood seems to have stopped. And the screams quickly died. Under her foot was her own baby’s head she felt the brain ooze through her toes, as the fagil bones seems to be like random chuncks glass mixed with it. she thought of jello as she tried to smiled as her master came in.
“Bitch where you’ve been this morning? Get your ass into my room I’m going to deal with you when I get up there!”
She runs to the shack in the back yard tears in her eyes with the brains between her feet as she gets into the house she smiles. Her life has turned into a nightmare that she can never wake up from, the lust and love mixture that she once had for this loving man , she dream of when she was nine has now taken her virginity, killed her child, and was about to kill her.
She remembered the look in his eyes as she puts on her sexy mini skirt and tight shirt that made her breast look big. She was glad however as she had no stretch marks on her belly that seems to so drastically that it would turn him off.
Her lovely body dressed as she laid on bed hoping to save her pathetic excuse of a life. As he comes in she can see he was instantly erect. She closed her eyes as he kissed her and let him have his way with her. When he finished she opened her eyes to see her parents standing in the door smiling as the knife came from his muscular hands slicing her throat. Blood splashed on her parents faced and they licked it.

chronicles of a death fore told last chapter

the chronicles of a death foretold ending leaves the reader with alot of open ended question, has santiago really taken the virginity of Angela Vicario? because she does accuse him however there is no evedience of him doing such a thing. No one saw them together, in such an initmmate way nor did they give anythign to suggest they have seen him and her could have possible done somthign like that. The death of santiago also seems kind of vage why didnt the twins make sure he was dead? Santiago was able to walk to the kitchen, why didn't he scream for help, surely someone might have heard.

The statement of santiago not understanding his own death seems kind of false, because his feiance does tell him however he leaves with out understanding, maybe if he waited and thought about what she had said he would have understood?