This Is My Life

14

I stared at the bright red paint splattered against the house in big letters. Killer. I could feel the hot tears burn in my eyes. Before the car even fully stopped I opened the door and ran. When I passed the side of my house I saw more red paint. This time it said psychopath. I just stood in the middle of the sidewalk starring at my house. 

How could people be so cruel. I thought that painting my house walls would be something a crazy person would do. But everyone else agreed there was only one crazy person in this town, and it was me. 

The house became blurry as more tears filled my eyes and streamed down my cheeks. It wasn't until I felt I hand wipe away the tears under my eyes, that I noticed I was still on the sidewalk. 

"Come on darling. Let's go inside. We can paint over it, but whoever did this will pay." She took my hand and led me to the house. I emotionlessly walked through the door and to bed. 

Sleep didn't come though. I sat up and thought of all the pain people caused me and the pain I caused other people. I almost couldn't blame people for being so cruel. I thought of how nice it was going to feel when I got to leave. I was already coming up with a plan to run away. I continued planning my escape until sleep overtook me. 

Suddenly I saw a light. Then screaming, so much screaming. Then in all that screaming I heard it.

"Wake up Melissa. Come on Hun, wake up please. You don't want to do this. We love you. We can get you help. Put it down Melissa."

Then a male voice. "Darlin' we can help you please, wake up." 

Then there was more screaming. And blood. I searched for the source, and looked up to see my parents. Bleeding to death. Then all I did was lay down beside them.

I shot up from my bed, expecting to find my parents' bodies laying next to me. But they weren't. It was already done. It was me. Some how I remembered it in my dream. Or maybe that's all it was, was a dream. I sat in the darkness, feeling numb. 

Then I felt it. Someone's hands on my shoulders. 

"Melissa, wake up! It's alright, it was just a dream." My grandmother? What was she saying I was just sitting there, wasn't I?

I opened my eyes and saw that a dim light was coming in from the hallway. My grandmother was sitting in front of me, gently rocking my body awake.