IMOGEN

1 ~I KILLED THEM

                                               IMOGEN 
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_MY PAIN

I opened my eyes my head groggy from sleep The sound of my alarm clock pierced the silence of the room and I groaned as I reached over to turn it off I sat up my eyes still bleary and slowly made my way out of bed I was 16 years old and my name was Imogen Jones

I had always thought my name was strange and I had often asked my parents why they had chosen such an unusual name for me They had never given me a satisfactory answer

"Imogen you're up" my mother Elias, said with a smile

"Here we go again" I groaned, rolling my eyes"I've told you not to call me that Just call me Immy okay?"

"But Imogen is such a beautiful name" my father, Leo, said, coming into the room

"It means 'my beloved child' or 'my inner strength"

"Yeah, whatever" I said grabbing a bowl of cereal from the kitchen "I'm not really into the whole 'meaning of names' thing"

"But why don't you like your name?" my mother asked, taking a seat next to me"I mean it's not exactly a common name, but it's beautiful Why don't you like it?"

I sighed taking a bite of my cereal. "It just sounds so... old-fashioned And weird No one gives their kids names like that anymore I feel like an outcast with a name like that."

"You're not an outcast," my father said putting a hand on my shoulder. "You're a special and unique individual and your name reflects that" I rolled my eyes

" I going to get prepare for school " As I was about to leave the kitchen my mother's words stopped me in my tracks

"Oh, and that reminds me your father and I are going on a trip today"

"What?" I said turning back to face her"But you both just got back from a trip last night! Where are you going now?"

"It's a last-minute trip," my mother said, avoiding my gaze"We'll be back in a few days You'll be fine on your own, right?"

"I'll be fine on my own But I need you both here with me. I need your attention"

"I know sweetheart, but we have to work It's important."

"Work, work, work We're rich, you guys have enough money! Why can't you just be here with me?" I felt tears welling up in my eyes but I refused to let them fall

"You have your nanny Julia, here with you She can take care of you."

"There are some things I can only tell you and mom I wanted a baby brother but all you guys do is work You're never home and when you are you're always so busy I need you to be here for me" My voice cracked and I felt the tears begin to fall

"Oh, my dear, don't cry We'll be back before you know it, and we're going to try to give you the baby brother you've always wanted"

I wiped away my tears but they kept coming. "Don't ever come back!" I ran into my room slamming the door behind me I could hear my mother calling my name but I ignored her

I dressed for school, my hands shaking with anger and sadness As I left my room I saw my parents dressed and ready to leave for their trip

"We're off We'll be back before you know it." I couldn't

"Don't come back Just stay away!" I stormed out of the house slamming the door behind me

As I stepped out of my car the eyes of the entire school seemed to be on me I felt self-conscious and unsure of what was happening

Then, a girl from my class walked up to me"Immy, your home room teacher wants to see you in his office"

"What's going on?" I asked, but she just shrugged, looking as perplexed as I felt

When I got to the office my home room teacher was waiting for me He gave me a hug,which took me by surprise

"What's going on?" I asked

"I've just heard some very sad news Your parents were in a car crash They didn't make it"

I felt like the floor had dropped out from under me I couldn't believe what I was hearing
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At the funeral I didn't recognize a single person there I felt alone and adrift until I saw a woman who looked strikingly similar to my mother she is my mum sister Elodie

come over to me and giving me a hug "I'm so sorry for your loss"

I clung to her tears falling down my cheeks "Thank you, Aunt Elodie  I have nowhere to go I can't stay alone in that big house"

"Don't worry, sweetheart You can come live with us"

After the funeral, I followed Aunt Elodie to her house hoping that I would find some comfort there But the reception I received from her husband and children was anything but comforting

Astrid, her eldest daughter hissed at me as soon as I walked through the door Seraphina her second daughter, rolled her eyes and turned away.

It was clear that they did not want me there I felt lost and alone wishing I could go back to my own home but that was no longer an option

Hugo Aunt Elodie's husband, looked at me with a lustful gaze that made me feel uncomfortable and unsafe The only person who seemed genuinely happy to see me was Alina her youngest daughter She smiled brightly and gave me a hug

"I think I'll just go to bed"

"Of course dear" Aunt Elodie said

I grabbed my bag and headed for a room  But when I opened the door I found Astrid sitting on the bed

"Hey bitch This is my room I'm not sharing it with you"

I turned away from Astrid and headed for the next room, but Seraphina was already there blocking the door.

"I'm sorry I can't share my room with you You'll have to find somewhere else to sleep mum come take her"

"I'm so sorry I didn't show you your room earlier Let me show you now."Elodie said

I followed her down the hall my hopes rising as we approached a room But when she opened the door my heart sank The room was tiny with barely enough space for a bed and a small dresser.

It was a far cry from the comfortable spacious room I had left behind Elodie looked at me, a question in her eyes. "or don't you like it"

"I love it, Aunt Elodie Thank you so much."

She smiled"You're welcome, dear." She turned and  leave

I sit on the bed collapsed beneath me I landed on the floor with a thud tears streaming down my face I missed my parents so much and now I was stuck here in this tiny, broken room

"I miss you, Mum and Dad, I wish I could take back my words"

"I wish I could take back the words I said," I thought, tears streaming down my face "I never should have told them not to come back I was angry and I didn't mean it"

I stood up "I regret saying it so much If only I could have one more chance to tell them how much I love them and they should return"

I killed my parents with my own mouth......