-Scarlet-
My little brother became my best friend. I couldn't imagine loosing him. He was the one I loved the most. I was wrong about mom and dad. They didn't change. They keep on acting strange.
When I was 12 years old grandma passed away. It was the worst moment of my life -so far... After that we got to know about her death I sat in my room with my brother in a tight hug and we both cried. He was 4 years at the time. But he acted a lot older.
Mom and dad didn't want to let us go to a normal school anymore, so I was going to a private school.
but at my 13th birthday something horribly happened. That was the worst moment of my life. For that was what made me what I am today...I woke up in the morning, just like normally. Thought nothing would happen, as it usually didn't. I don't like birthdays. They are a sign of the fact that you get older. And I didn't want to get older. My parents didn't even care about my birthday. So what was it for any way? I lied in my bed 5 minutes before I got up. Then I sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the wall in 5 more minutes. So what should I wear today? I thought. I didn't use to think much about what to wear. So I just walked over to my closet and picked up a grey pair of jeans, a light blue T-shirt and a yellow scarf with red stripes. I put on my clothes and warped the scarf around my neck. I put on my arm watch and walk down to get some breakfast.
Mom and dad already sat around the table.
-where's Tom? I asked.
-upstairs. Probably still sleeping. Dad said. I quickly ate my breakfast whitout saying anything. I walked up the stairs to brush my long, red, curly and shitty hair. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. Then I walked in to my brothers room. He was still asleep. I quietly walked back to my room.
I sat in my bed with my headphones on, listening to music, as I had nothing better to do. Suddenly someone knocked on my door.
-come In! I said as I paused the music. My sleepy little brother walked in.
-happy birthday big Sis! He said and hugged me. I hugged back.
-thank you Tom... I said and I felt a little happiness grow inside me. He was so kind...
-you should go get some breakfast, you must be hungry! I said.
-okay!! Love you big sis! He said and gave me a last hug.
-I love you too Tom. I said. Then he walked down the stairs. I started the music again.
After a little wile I thought I heard someone scream. But I thought it was nothing, just mom screaming at dad or maybe Tom didn't wanna eat his breakfast so he got in a argument with mom and dad. Or maybe it was just something from the music. I looked at my arm watch and saw that it was almost time for food, so I paused the music and walked and opened the door, so I would hear if mom shouted that the lunch was ready. But when I did that... I heard something strange... It sounded like mom slowly whispered with almost some kinda raping voice:
-sssh.. don't worry darling... it'll be over soon...
Was it my imagination or..? Maybe Tom had got hurt or something... I didn't know what to do, so I walked back into my room, and lied in the bed until I heard mom shout from downstairs:
-come down and eat now!!
-ookaayy!! I shouted back. I walked downstairs and.. and.. oh.. I remember it so well... to well... I... can't... get it off my mind...
When I came down I saw mom and dad at the table. Tom wasn't there. On the table was some strange meat... Mom and dad looked happy. I was confused. What's this?
-what's the food? It looks strange, I don't think I've seen it before. And where is Tom? I said. And then he said it. With he's awful voice, the horrible, sticking, raspy, evil voice that will forever be stuck in my brain...
-Tom is right here, with us.
-what do you mean? Wait a sec... I felt tears begin to come up to my eyes. Y-you mean... The f-food... it's... I tried to hold back the tears.
-Yes Scarlet, it's TOM for dinner. Dad said. I didn't know what to do. I panicked. What the hell was going on!?
-he.. heh.. heh... hehe.. you're kidding r-right? I said nervously.
-NO. He said, with a huge grin on his face. And a no has never been so painful before. I didn't know what to do. Everything just got blurred and fuzzy. I hoped it was a horrible nightmare. How cold they!? I mean, they are strange and so, but... killing their own child and eat him for lunch... THAT'S JUST TO STRANGE!!! --The truth is, Mom said with that raping voice I thought I heard before, we have hated you two since you was born... and allways planned to kill you both... She started eating. How the FUCK could they!? I pushed back the chair and ran up to my room. I lied down in my bed and cried. More than I had in 10 years. More then when grandma died. And I felt, I thought, I knew that it wasn't a dream. It was real. I could feel that.
After I cried for half an hour mom and dad suddenly came up to my room.
-now it's your turn, darling! Mom said cheerfully. I quickly got up from my bed and wiped away my tears. My pillow was completely wet.
- WHAT DO YOU WANT, YOU HAIRY MOTHER FUCKER!? I screamed at the top of my lungs. Instead of sadness, I was now filled with a hatred so big that I couldn't control it. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FUCKING ROOM!!! I HATE YOU!!!
-aawe, stop screaming! We don't want the neighbours to hear us. Dad said and tried to grab my wrist but I got away. Mom came in and grabbed my hair and then everything happened at once. Dad held me in a tight grep and mom held one of our kitchen knives against my neck. I struggled to get away but they were to strong.
-STOOOOOOOP IT! LET ME GO!! I screamed. I tried everything but I couldn't get away. Suddenly I said:
-FUCK! I HAVE TO GO TO THE TOILET!! Dad whispered something to mom and she whispered something back. Dad nodded. And they must have been really REALLY stupid, because to my suprise they let me go.
-ok, but hurry. We don't want to wait. Mom said. So I ran down the stairs, as quietly as i could... I didn't have much time.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Horrormy name is Scarlet. and this is the the story of how my childhood got completely ruined. This is a creepypasta story and all characters belong to me. Any reference to other pastas is not really meant to be there. I'm sorry if there is references, b...