The duty of death

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Well moms gotta go first. Mom was cooking dinner. I tried not to cry considering this was my last time I was going to see her. " Whats wrong sweety " She asked. I faked a  smile and told her nothing. Finally we all ate and her and dad were going to sleep. I walked slowly to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I cried as I walked up to her bedroom and open the door. Mommy was sleeping. I brung the knife up to my head and brought it down strait to her heart. Blood went everywhere i just kept stabbing and stabbing. Finally all i could see was blood. Next was dad. I cried even harder. " Honey" Dad woke up and i quickly shoved the pillow in his face. He started moving really fast but i held the pillow there. Finally he stopped moving. When I removed his pillow all i saw was a frightend facial expression. Now all i have to do now is hide the bodies and Kill Kassie atleast hers is a slow and less painfull death to me.

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