Murder

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After yesterday, I was able to compose myself, but that changed immediately when I heard mama and papa fighting downstairs. I always stayed upstairs as usual but this time, I wanted to see what they were fighting about, so I went downstairs and watched from the last few rails of the stairs. Of course, they were really loud, and I felt like covering my ears... but then, I saw my dad pick up a knife and pin my mom down... I froze.. as I saw him stab my mom multiple times in the chest and split it open.. pulling out each organ one by one and eating it.. "MAMA!! PAPA HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!!" I was crying so much I could form a river, the tears landing on my mother's unmoving body and my hands bloody from the blood seeping from her chest. My dad brushed it off and lifted me up by my neck. "Listen here you shit. You won't say a word about this to anyone or you're next. Got that?" He said as he pressed the knife to my throat. "Y-yes sir..!" I said as my dad dropped me onto the floor and I ran to my room In heavy tears. I lost my mom and now I'm stuck with him, I'm scared...

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