Disappointment Child.

11.

As they leave, my mother sits in the dining room table and my dad sits on the couch watching TV. I go to my parents room and inside their closet. They have a gun that they always keep incase anyone tries to break in since we dont live in the best neighborhood. I grab the gun and make sure its filled with ammo.

I go to my room and begin to write two letters. One to Mandy and one to Esmeray. After an hour of writing, I leave the letters on my bed neatly. I then put the gun in the back of my pants and exit my room and enter the living room. Both parents are now sitting in front of the TV when I walk in. I grab the remote and I turn the TV off and stand in front of it.

"What the hell is your problem?" My dad says angrily. He looks up at me and sees the numb but rage filled expression on my face. He then looks at my mother, who is already looking up at me with fear in her eyes.

"Tamara sit down and stop trying to be all tough." My mother says. I ignore her and proceed with my plan.

"You know mother, it's one thing to hurt me, to neglect me, to beat me. And father, its one thing to hurt me, molest me, hate me. But it becomes a whole other thing when you beat on my sister, mother. And oh, did dad tell you that he used to touch me while he thought I was sleeping? Did dad tell you that he did the same thing and molested Esmeray? No? Oh, well, thats a shame. Looks like you two can catch up and hear all about it, in hell." I pull out the gun and shoot my father and mother straight into the head. After they fall over, I then shoot them both another two times to make sure they're dead. I feel no guilt, no remorse, no pain. Just numb.

I call the police and turn myself in. They come to the house and arrest me right then and there.

I am free.

Third Person POV:

The police show up and arrest Tamara Marshall Kent on sight. They go inside to see the blood bath that Tamara made, her parents laying there, lifeless. The police kneeled down and placed their fingers on their neck, no pulse.

Nela Jones Kent: Deceased.
Jaxon Ray Kent: Deceased.

The police search the home and find the 2 letters sitting peacefully on the bed. They take it and save it to give to Esmeray and Mandy. Amais, Jensen, and Mandy were notified as to what happened. Mandy had to sit Esmeray down and tell her as well. Everyone silent and completely numb as to what they are hearing. None of them know wether to cry or to feel free. The police hand Mandy the 2 notes.

Dear Mandy,

I write you this moments before the murder of my parents. I am sorry I have to leave you alone in this world, where I assume I wont be getting out anytime soon. Thank you, for loving me and being there for me when no one else was. You were my safe haven, and for that, I will hold you with me forever. I love you.

Tamara.

Mandy finally starts to cry and she cries hard. Amais grabs her and holds her tight as they stand in front of their old house. Mandy realizes she was in love with Tamara and never got to tell her. Then, Esmeray begins to read her note.

My little sister,

You never deserved this life. Im sorry it had to come to this, but I was never going to let them hurt you again. I am your protector and because of that, I will never regret the choices I made tonight. You are an angel that had to grow up in hell. Live a life full of brightness and raise a beautiful family. I'm sorry I wont be there to see it, but I will long for the day I get to see you again. My loving sister, I promised I would save you. I kept my promise, you are finally free.

Love, Tamara.

21 years later...

That is my story. Of how I became the girl that cold bloodedly murdered her parents to save her sister. Although, I've never seen Mandy or Esmeray since the day of the murder, I still think about my family every single day. Till this day, I do not regret my choices and I never will. I freed them. That is my story. The story of Tamara Marshall Kent.

"Kent, you have a visitor."

Probably my stupid lawyer.

"Coming!"

I walk down the prison hall in handcuffs where I get put into the room where people get visitations. They unlock my cuffs and I sit to see a random girl sitting behind the glass wall. This isn't my lawyer.
She has beautiful black hair with big round black eyes. She seems like she has money and grooms herself well.

I hesitate to grab the phone but I do so anyways. She grabs the phone as well and begins to speak.

"Hello...sister."

Esmeray...