The New Girl

Brutal Starting

**Eulb POV**

    I still can not forget... their screams. My mother... her eyes being removed right out of her barely breathing body. My father's body hanging upside down from the ceiling, with his own guts coming down touching his bloody face. 

His evil laughter... The enjoyment and pleasure on his face... How sick. 

I was tied up to the stairs of my basement. He wanted me to watch it all... I wanted it over with. I wanted to just disappear. I didn't even want to survive. Not with these memories... My life on Earth would equal a life sentence in Hell.

He started to walk towards me with his dark smile. I smiled back. I laughed in matter of fact. Either he kills me and I'll haunt his ass, or I'm free and I'll kill him myself. 

"Your eyes, Darling. There as beautiful as your Mother's."

"Burn in Hell."

"Awe, salty are we?

"Salty like the sea I will drown you in."

He didn't like the response. Why would he? A thirteen year-old just told him off. Not acting fazed that my parents where just slaughtered right in front of me.

"You know kid. You got a smart ass mouth. Maybe a needle and thread would fix it."

"Sew my ears and eyes while your at it! I don't want to hear your stupid ass threats, OR see your disgusting thing you call a face. I don't know what's scarier. The fact my parents are dead or just the thought that your stuck being seen in public like that."

He raised his hand at me and slapped my face. Damn, I never heard a hit so hard before. It didn't start to hurt until a minute later. I froze for a second, and then I looked up at him. He was having that stupid smile like the start. I stared into his eyes. Deeply into his eyes. All of a sudden, that frown slowly became a frown.

"Wha.. what are you doing.."

"..."

"STOP. I DEMAND YOU."

I started to see the fear in his eyes. He slowing got paler. I felt myself getting stronger. 

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

I was able to break free from the ropes. He stared stepping back but tripped over a body part. He was now in complete fear. I never felt so... destructive..

I took one of his used blades from the table close by and stood right over him, still making intense eye contact. I then raised the blade up...

"Mom... Dad... I'll miss you."