Tales To Make You Question Reality

Scarlette let's the blood out

I feel it scratching at my brain, thoughts of what I just di today, I made sure that I took care of it well, I look to the wall as I hear the crickets out the windows.

I killed them I really did, they made me, I couldn't hold on much longer, she took it too far she really did so I took the knife and dug it really deep into her chest and twisted as I heard her screams for please god have mercy, but I didn't care all I saw was blood and I loved it like a stormy rainy day. I moved onto my father who always verbally abused me, he is awake of course but who cares I am thinking only of killing somebody, I have only the thirst for blood, yes I do, I want roll around in it like I am in a studio covered in red paint.

I walked up to him and knocked him over, he was drunk, practically wasted so it was really easy, I sliced his throat and I laughed as the blood sprayed all over me, it felt like a warm shower as he chocked on his last breath. I moved onto my only sibling, he was here somewhere and he will feel the same torture that I have been through. THEY ALL DESERVE IT! My brain screamed I started laughing smearing the blood on my face. They only thought of you as a piece of dirt, walking over you like you were a sidewalk. I shook my head, my blonde now dark read stained hair covered my beautifully wicked smile. I heard a whimper from the closet and I looked straight to it, "Oh Eli, come on out, I just want to play!" I said, I ripped the closet open and held the bloody knife in my hand. "WHY SCARLETTE! WHY?!" he screamed, kill him already! My brain screamed at me.

"Because, if you were actually nice I would let you live, but you put me through hell, so I just......snapped" I looked at the fear in his eyes and stabbed him in his eye, making the knife go all the way through his head. He looked like a wounded animal so I pulled the knife out and wiped it off with my hand, smearing the blood all over my hand and it dripped to the floor and I smiled as the knife was now a pale red. I stabbed it into his throat and left it there. I dragged their bodies into the backyard and I dug the graves myself and buried them all within a 2 day progress, I cleaned up the mess that I created, only leaving two stains on the dark hardwood floors, I left town and changed my name. So now I sit alone in an apartment building known as Iris Rose, somebody you don't talk too, unless you want to be next on my hunt.