Blood is a blur

How did this happen?

Cassandra's p.o.v.
I finish washing my hands drying them on the towel rack. This is happening more and more often. My total body count is about 13, I have no knowledge of what happens or how or why but what I do know is I'm a killer. I try to be as normal as possible in this world but it's really hard when you feel guilty. I strut out of my bathroom stripping my bed of its sheets bagging them into large trash bags. I begin my day as normal as it can be walking back into the bathroom stripping off my blood soaked pajama shorts and tank top disposing of them into the black trash bag, again. I hop in the shower. As the water cascades down my body the water turns red with a pink tint. After I have washed off the victims blood,sweat, and dirt. I presumed I buried this one, better than the last one which I had burned and dismembered leaving it in the fire pit. Or maybe the one before that buried alive in my families farm orchard I went back to check on the body but I almost got caught by my father but he just discarded as me collecting the harvest. I've been so reckless I can't believe I've never been caught yet, 13, all people with families and homes and jobs and they know nothing. Before I know it I've dressed myself in a yellow loose tank top and white jeans and white sandals. I tie my long layered blonde hair up and apply a light amount of make up on my face and take a deep breath. I look in the mirror, people say I'm a beautiful girl with a great future before her but all I see is a beast a true monster with no feelings for another humans life or my own. I let out a loud sign walking towards the door looking back into my house, maybe tonight there will be no victim, no pain, no death just being a normal girl, ha I must be kidding myself.