He was drunk. I thought that that man would atleast feel sorry but he was asking for money to mama's corpse.
In that moment, may thoughts crossed my mind and among those thoughts I heard a voice. That was my inner voice. The inner me. The identity that I wanted to be. It told me just one thing 'Kill that bastard father of yours'.
I went to the kitchen. Grabbed a knife. Went behind my father and stabbed him in the neck. He died a painful death. That time my other personality took over me for a while. The real me felt bad for killing my own father but the feeling of satisfaction was superior to it. Finally this hell was over.
When I came back to my senses. I was panicked. I didn't know what to do in that moment. I was just a 6 year old kid back then. I went to the house next to ours and told the neighbours about mom and dad.
The neighbour called the police. The police investigated me. I told them everthing. Even the murder that we committed. Being a kid, I wasn't arrested or sent to juvie. The court asked my relatives for taking my custody but nobody stepped up. So I was finally sent to an orphanage.
I spent 11 years at that orphanage. I didn't had a single friend their. It was because I used to pick fights with 'em. They labelled me as a psycho-killer for killing my own father. Nobody became my friend. My only friend was my second identity. I accepted it but at the same time I didn't let it overcome me.
Anybody would have gone into depression due to such trauma but the priest who owned the orphanage didn't let me sink into despair. He treated me the same as other students. He was a kind man. He paid for my studies till highschool 2nd year.
But I didn't sit quiet. I used to think that there must be someone out there who's on the verge of experiencing a fate like mine. So I used to roam in the city and search for bad guys and my 2nd personality used to get rid of them. I used to help people with their problems. The people used to thank me for it. I somehow found my happiness in it. That's how I co-existed with two different souls in one body.
But again my life took a dark turn. The priest was killed by Asher. Asher wanted the plot on which the orphanage was made but the priest refused and they killed him.
They later threw the children of the orphanage out too. My other self fought Asher's guys. He managed to take down few but lost eventually. Thank god they didn't kill us. The matter was considered as an accidental fire and we were considered dead. From media to police to fire brigade to ministers all were on Asher's side.Some of the children from orphanage went their way while some stayed together. That's when I met Adam and Jason. I told them about my conditions. I thought they would reject me but they accepted me with open hands.
Some of the guys in the Abandoned are from the orphanage. We all saw the orphanage we used live in in Abandoned.
I am glad that i met those two......"
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TRINITY (THE TERRIBLE TRIO)
ActionA story of three highschool students and their chaotic, thrilling yet amusing school life Daniel, Jake and Ken are three normal but not-so-normal highschool students but due to a certain event their usual school life takes a turn and they end up in...