Murder House

Mother Mind-Year 1851-

The shattered glass cuts my feet as I hurry down the stairs.The burn marks sit on the steps.Teeth rotting in the cracks of the railing.Their gone.Their souls may not be,but their bodies are.I have to clean up this mess.
Just as I guessed,there he was in the mirror glaring at me.My husband haunts the mirrors and makes you play this game "Father says" the rules?You will find out later.If you lose the game or cheat?You will get murdered with the same rusty old knife he used to murder Sentra.
My daughter,Sentra,haunts the staircase and bed,she kept loads of memories of me and her without her father inside of the mattress like little toys we bought when we went out together ,little photo frames,Food,wrappers and anything like that.Some was disgusting.When you would lie on that bed your back throbs from the lumpy,spikey and dirty mattress.It was what she loved.She barley ever left her bed.
She was here before her father came back since he abandoned her when she was a kid.She hated him but not as much as she did now.The reasons being, he abused her,he killed many women that disobeyed him,he abused female animals ,he believed men were better with women and tortured many women too.I understand why she hated him,but all my life being with him I've pretended to be in love him so he doesn't murder me or Sentra.A couple of hours before the spirits got to him , He found out that I cheated on him.He tried to murder me and Sentra countless of times,and tried to do other stuff to me which I have been forbidden to talk about.
Then ,the souls of women he tortured and murdered took his life.Sentra hovered over with a smiling face while I was in shock.
I hate him so much.I hate him.I hate him.I hate him.He was the worst man alive.The women he tortured and killed haunted him for years seeking revenge.
I hear a knock on the door.What was that?Im in the middle of no where.I grab the rusty,dirty,sharp knife off of the staircase and hurry over to the door.I open it slowly.Suddenly, someone leaps out at me.Pins me to the floor.My heart stops beating for a few seconds.Then I realise,there's a knife by the side of my head.It's two people with knife's fighting this is not going to end well.I kick my leg up and luckily it's a man.He flies to the door again.I pull out my knife.We charge forward.I stab him and while he drops down he throws his knife and it plunges through my body.
I collapse.Why is my whole family dying?It was our fate.Our fate was to die.Great,Cant wait to be dead with my husband.All of my forgotten memories flood back to me.Me and my daughter playing in the snow,Me and my husband seeing my daughter for the first time,My husband talking to me for the first time after he left,My daughter saying her first words and many more.
I loved my life.I don't anymore,but I used to love it.That's the point everything goes away after awhile,the happiness,the sadness and anger it stays for a while but goes.Now it's gone.It's the end now.Goodbye world.I am going to be apart of the unknown.
I love my pets but they will never see me again.They will probably sit there and wonder when am I going to come back.That hurts to think about.Once they die they'll be with me.I get to play with them and Sentra all the time.Or will it be different.Will I kill people as a spirit or terrify people? I refuse to let that happen.I will be a good spirit to people.My soul slowly drifts out of my body into the unknown.