14 Me trying to be not SUS

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Izuku POV

Maybe Kaccahn doesn't like me. Maybe my class doesn't like me, maybe the world doesn't like me after all. Let's get this right. Kaccahn doesn't like me. My class doesn't like me, the world doesn't like me after all. The world likes Karma. Even if Karma is a shadow that only Ereaserhead has ever seen and even if nobody knows who Karma is, there are already some fans. I go into the bathroom to wipe off the blood. Immediately I think about the blood in my house I have to do something about it I can't just carry a bloody things or my mom's dead body out of the house. What should I say if a neighbor sees me.

Hello, how are you? What am I doing? Oh, I'm just disposing my mom's bloody corpse. After a while, her cirpse really started to stink. And how was your day?

Definitely not. My neighbors are going to call the police. Maybe if I put her body in a closed, spray it with lots of perfume and then bury it outside in the garden.

To say it was difficult is an understatement after I carried the closed around which was not exactly easy I had to dig a hole and bury the cupboard. All the neighbors who walked by gave me a funny look. It's not every day that you see an a child burying a cupboard in the front garden. At least people wouldn't really notice that they don't get to see my mom anymore. Wow, I've become very cold-blooded over time.

Neighbor: What are you doing?

Me: I'm burying my closet.

Neighbor: I can see that why but.

Yes why the izuku what do you want to tell him.

Me: I'm burying my dog.

Neighbor: Are you crazy you want him to die!

Me: The dog is already dead I'm just burying him and I couldn't find a coffin.

Neighbor: I'm sorry about that. But I've never seen you walk a dog.

Shit. Why you Deku why couldn't you say cat?

Me: It's a street dog I found dead on my doorstep. Poor dog, I felt sorry for him.

Neighbor: I'm sorry, it's always hard to face the dead.

Especially when it's your own mother. Sorry mom that I called you a dog.

The rest of the day I cleaned the floor. The blood didn't want to leave the carpet. The criminal had searched through everything and things were lying on the floor. On the walls were a few bullet holes. Next to the place where my mom was lying I found a gun under the couch. A second one. My mom also had a gun and shot. The gun was knocked out of her hand.

So I wasn't there at the beginning. Then they probably shot or I would have noticed. When I was there and did research on heroes and bandaged my wounds, there was no noise. Only then was there a scream. My mom's killer didn't look completely cold, as if it didn't care how it killed. The knife he stabbed my mom with is ours. He may have knocked her unconscious after my mom tried to shoot him and he knocked the gun out of her hand from under the couch. When I was there, the criminal searched everything. And was quiet. When my mom woke up, the criminal killed her. Maybe she didn't give the criminal a choice by attacking him.

If only I had been downstairs, I could have helped her and she would still be alive. It. It's my fault if I had taken the pain pills and gone downstairs. It's all my fault 

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