I had a happy life before anyone found out. Before the murders and my mother death. Before the police took me away. I was a child of a murderer. People would shout
"Kokoa murderer just like her father."
"Apple doesn't fall far from the tree."
"Your sick to the core just like your father."
I was so scared of going out. Myself and my grandmother moved to Japan, away from people who knew about myself and family.
I become friends with many people at my new school. But the friendship soon ended. A girl called Moka at the school told everyone about my father. She was the sister of one of the murdered girls. People looked at me like I killed the girls. I only had one friend; her name was Ruby. She made me feel better about myself. Even she knew about my father and she didn't care about it.
Life got harder and harder because of Moka. She would shout at me, saying things like,
"how didn't you stop him."
"You must have known what he was doing?"
she took all of it out on me. Soon after no one would talk to me. They just looked at me like I'd killed the four girls. I would hear people talking about me. I would get so upset I would start to cry my eyes out. It got so bad I started to cut myself.
Then it hit me one day. I didn't do anything wrong. Why do I have to suffer for what my father did? Moka was the one who should be suffering not me. She's not the only one who's lost family. She may have lost her sister but I lost my family, friends, mother and father. Its time I took revenge on her like she did with me. Some small things, nothing big.
After the holidays we were back at school. Everyone in their new clothing. And Moka wearing her pink and black top with black shorts and old boots. I felt sick just looking at her. School got cleaned up but still had rats every where.
I came up with a plan to get back at her. I hide in the changing room. Everyone left so I got to work. I took Moka's ugly pink and black top and cut big holes all over it. I put it back and took her boots and hide them in the boys changing. None of the boys were in there at the time. thank god. Then I heard foot steps coming from outside. So I hide again. It was my class; it was raining outside so they had to come back in. It was so funny the look on Moka's face. I hadn't laughed that hard in a long time.
I made a group online for people who heated Moka. Not a lot of people join but it was fine. They told me that she likes to find out peoples secrets and use them against them. One boy told me she once got up in front of the school and told everyone a boy wet himself in the boys changing room. We all agree to make her pay big time.
We all met up and come up with the idea of making prom the worst night of her life. The plan we to make everyone vote for her at prom so when she walks on the stage pigs blood falls and covers her. No one could stop this.
The next day Rudy comes up to me. She took me outside and said she knows what I'm planning. She says,
"You know what it like being laughed at. You don't need to do this, you'll be no better than her." I tolled her I didn't care. All I wanted was pay back.
It came to the night and everything was in place. Everyone was done up and looked their best. Some looking better than others. Moka wearing a white dress with big high heels, I think the pigs blood will make her look better.
I went back stage to find the perfect place to watch her cry. All the prom queens lined up on the stage. Moka in her ratty dress.
"Kokoa stop this now." It was Ruby standing behind me.
"Why do you care so much about this Ruby? Its none of your business what I doing." She grabbed my arm I pushed her off. She fell backwards and hurt her head off a table. She didn't move. I ran over to see if she was breathing, she wasn't.
I cried out for help but no one hear me over the music. I held her head in my arms I screamed at her to wake up, not to die. I was sorry. I never wanted this. Please don't die now. Her head was bleeding; I had blood on my hands and all over me. People were right I am just like my father. I may have got my revenge but I lost my only friend in the world....
hope you like the story. i did this for school and the teacher like it so i thought maybe other people may like it. plz tell me what you think of it. and sorry if the spellings bad.
