Through The Night

disfigured

" ah!" I jumped and ripped the rubber band off me.
" whats wrong babe?" he asked worrhed, I didnt answer, I just ran all the way home. I didn't know what was happening to me. I didn't understand. I began to cry and laugh at the same time. As soon as I was home I ran up to my room. Both my parents were still home and they raced after me. I tried to lock the door but my hands wouldn't and couldn't seem to grasp the knob. My father came into the room. Followed by my mother. I noticed quickly that he was going to call someone. Or at least that's what I gathered from the phone in his hand.
" Rachel!!!! What is the matter with you?!" my father asked. I could hear my mother begin to sob. They didn't care. It didn't matter to them. All that mattered was that I gave an answer so they had something to talk about to their snobby friends. The friends of my sisters parents. The ones that pissed me off so bad.
" stay away from me!!!!!!" they came closer. I felt like the man walls were closing in on me. The wall's that held my air. The wall's I depended on. My eyesight began to black out and I couldn't think straight. I shook my head to clear the black but it didn't work. Nothing worked. They just got closer no matter how bad I begged them not to.
"Stop!!!!" I screamed but they didn't listen.
" tell me what's wrong?!" my mother yelled. My eyes have way to the blackness and the last thing I remember was teaching into the drawer where I kept the pictures.
When I awoke I looked around in shock. How long had I been blacked out? The first thing I noticed was the blood on my hands. Th blood that seemed to cover me in not only it bit guilt.
As I crawled off the bed the knife fell to th ground, making me jump. I could hear my breathing as I looked on the floor. I gave out a shriek as I looked at my father and mother, both with blood all over them and seeming almost to be cuddling together,eyes open, dead. Looking at myself I couldn't help But wonder if I had done this. Had I done this?