Welcome To My Story...

Chapter 3-

Victim 3: Victims point of view:

Bang! 

I woke up. I looked at my clock which lay on my bedside table and saw that it was just after midnight. I looked around cautiously, aware of my surroundings and sleep long forgotten. 

Crash!

This time I sat bolt upright, straining my ears to see if I can hear whatever caused that crashing and banging sound. My heart pounded in my chest as I started to sweat. I knew it wasn't my parents since they were away for the weekend and I was an only child. But maybe it was my best friend Joe playing a prank on me again; trying to scare me.

"Joe?" I whispered, "Is that you?" The sound of footsteps made their way towards my direction. Whoever it was, they weren't trying to be silent about their breaking in.

"Joe if this is another one of your pranks, give it up. I'm not scared." That part was a lie. I was petrified.

The footsteps kept getting louder and louder till I was sure that whoever it was, was standing right in front of my bedroom door. I was scared. There was no doubt about that. I looked around, trying to see if there was anything that I could use as a weapon. Nothing. I couldn't escape or call for help since I my bedroom was on the third floor meaning that if I tried to jump out the window, I'll probably die or at least break a few bones. My phone was downstairs in the kitchen and whoever it was standing outside my door, blocked me from grabbing it.

Creak!

I stopped breathing. Hoping that maybe if I did so, the intruder would think that this place was empty and leave. But no. The door handle rattled as it moved down and the door slowly creaked open. I stared into the hallway seeing nothing but pitch black. My breathing increased and so did my fear. I was so scared I could literally choke on it. I closed my eyes, hoping that I was just imagining things. The door banged closed and I opened  my eyes. 

"Boo!" It said. I screamed louder than I have ever screamed before. It was a scream of terror. A scream that held pure fear. A scream that sounded like it knew death was coming it's way.

I panicked as I saw a dark figure start to emerge from the shadows. I could tell it was male by the way his body was formed. He said three words that made me freeze in fear. Three words that seemed harmless until now. Three words that had a double meaning.

"Go to sleep," He said and started laughing like a maniac. He clutched his sides and I saw a glint of silver from metal. A knife. My eyes widened in realisation of what he was going to do. Before I could even process what was happening, I was lying on my back on my bed with a sharp knife heading straight towards me. Pain engulfed me and I cried out in pain. I felt him place a sheet of paper in my hand before I passed out and blackness consumed me.

I was sleeping. Yet I wasn't breathing.

The Note:

So you found the note. Did you have fun seeing all those poor people dead? With smiles carved into their cheeks; Forever smiling, even in death? No? Well too bad because I did. Now I'll tell you the rest of my story...

I woke up in hospital with my head wrapped in bandages. The bandages were taken off a few days later and my face was 'grotesquely deformed' as the doctors had put it. My skin, extremely pale with a leathery texture from the burns and my lips, bright red. I loved it. My new look. It was amazing. I started to laugh hysterically. Mother asked what was wrong with me and the doctor foolishly this insanity was the result of all the painkiller and let me go home with my family including Liu who had been released.

Later that night, I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking of how beautiful I am. I couldn't keep smiling because it used up so much energy so I had an idea, to carve a smile on my face. I went to the bathroom, grabbed the knife, and carved a smile on to my cheeks. I loved it. But I didn't like how I had to keep blinking to look at my beautiful face so I burned off my eyelids which left a black ring around my eyes. I was perfect. Mother dearest walked in on me carving that smile and went to tell father that I have gone 'completely insane' and that I needed to be killed. But i caught my mother before she could say anything else and gutted both of them. But of course this had to wake up my dearest brother Liu so I went into his room and plunged the knife into his heart but not before saying "Go to sleep..."

Beautiful isn't? How something so tragic and turn into something so beautiful? hahahahaha...

Yours dearly,

Your worst nightmare.