Broken

The shadow?

Kayla's POV
Soon my light was out. Dead silence filled my house. I wasn't tired.
Sleep wouldn't come to me so...
I lay there, staring up at my bare ceiling my mind filling with plans of the next day.
"To early for sleep," I quietly mumble staring at my clock.
10:30
The words dance around in my head and a sudden headache comes making me flinch in my soft silky sheets.
I was twitching, now I'm squirming then....
Nothing.
Only the slightest sound of the wind and rain splashing on my window.
The headache had seemed to have stopped but I felt very out of place.
Like something was watching me, hovering over me ready to attack.
My brain was telling me one thing but my heart was telling me something different.
I suddenly feel a very cold wind brush against my body blowing my hair off my pillow. Fear takes over and in an instant I'm under my sheets shaking with nerves.
"It's nothing Kayla,"I say to myself tears coming to my eyes.
I was sure something was in my room, and I wasn't wrong.
I slowly and cautiously pulled my sheets off my eyes to see only a little of my room.
But then I see a black shadow inching its way to my bed.
I remembered I kept a knife in my drawer beside my bed in case anything like this were to happen.
I reach my hand out for my knife and right as the shadow comes so close I can feel it's breath and swing my knife right into the shadow.
I hear a sharp cry but...silence. my knife filled with blood.
The fear was gone but a part of my brain was saying "oh no".
I rip the sheets off my cold body scared to look at the dead body.
But what I found made me want to throw up or pass out.
My father passed out on the floor
Lifeless
Dead
The next day, Kayla's POV
I was a murderer.
I never had imagined myself saying that.
Never imagined myself killing my own father.
I had thrown the body into a nearby dumpster across the street and said my goodbyes.
I had to live with this guilt, and it wasn't going to go away.
School
I did like school
Going there to learn new things has always been interesting to me but I wasn't up for school.
Wasn't up to all my friends laughing and gossiping.
Wasn't up for my best friend Anna planning activities for the weekend.
All I wanted to do
Was sleep.
I didn't get much last night. Staying up worrying about my father was all I could think about.
I didn't want to go to jail.
I decided to skip today and sleep but before I could reach my bed my phone rings.
I look and the caller and no surprise.
It's the police.