Revenge

.*I'm Home*.

(2001 March 11th) I looked at the woman, she stared back at me like I was a crazy person, I'm not.. I'm just... different. 

"Sign the last paper please." she said quickly but calmly, I wrote my imperfect signature. I left her office in a slow malice pace and left the building, why did I sign that contract? Oh right, so I can go to my old house, the closed down convenience store.. I got in my car and drove down Oakland Ave. I drove about 30 minutes, away from society, I parked in the small parking lot and got out. I looked at it and couldn't look away.

I closed my car door and locked it, I walked to the glass door of the white building, I used keys to unlock the door, I walked in closing it behind me. A stench filled the place, to bad the cops thought it was the rotting food and rat poison.. My "missing parents"... I wonder how there doing.

I walked past the aisles of old food and spider webs, past the counter into the staff only room. I walked past the food storage into.. the bedroom, a small bed placed in the middle of the room. I walked to the bed and lifted the mattress slowly, underneath the bed was a wooden hatch to match the wooden floor, I opened it. I stared into an abyss of darkness, I climbed down a old wooden ladder.

I grabbed the light switch as soon as my feet hit the ground, a dim yellow light highlighted the room and me, the old rusty basement. Lots of memories here.. underneath the ground.. where my parents kept me for years.. nine.. nine years.. I was stuck down here. But.. there's always karma when it comes to people like them, it will hit them right in upside the head.. like a baseball bat.

I looked at the two chairs in the basement, my parents tied to them, rotting. Flies were everywhere around them, their meaty flesh exposed with dried blood puked out of them, ripped clothes, and horrified faces screaming. Their teeth turning yellow and black, eyes squinting, and old cassette tapes shoved down their mouth.

What a beautiful sight to behold..

"Mother.. Father... I'm home..."