Hello everyone and welcome to my article and I would love to appreciate @solperez for such interesting contest and this would be my participation in this regard immediately.

It was a lonely evening, it just finished raining and the Johnson's were abit under the weather. They were so scold and all wanted a good meal. Mrs. Johnson decided to make hot tea with baked cakes for the family. It gladdens everyone hearing the beautiful bliss that was in stalk for them. They kids messed and all almost forgot about the cold. A fire was lit and everyone loved to see the trickles of sooth burn off as warm heat diffused into the room.

Furthermore, the family enjoyed their meal, all tired and needed rest. The family had to retire and sleep at their bed. They happily took turns in thanking Mrs. Johnson for a beautiful meal and that was it. Mr. Johnson forgot to lock the back door and thieves creaked their way into the apartment. He could see shadows as he puffed his cigar...

the battered family grieved in pain

He didn't know who it was, he took turns to call all his kids and his wife but none answered, curious, he went to see for himself and in the way got battered with a blows, they thieves let hell loose on the family, beating everyone and ripping the family. The all lay helplessly and just watched the hoodlums collect their properties.

They were battered so bad that they had to get bandaged up and their beautiful night of blissful souls turned to wailing and grieving souls. Mr. Johnson got his head bandaged again and that was all his mistake not locking the back door. It was a lesson and grief to learn, an experience which would not be wished for a dangerous enemy!

I have concluded my article and invite @solaymann @pandora2010 @lirvic to join contest