I looked at my bleeding knuckles
Then I looked at the cracked mirror
My bloodshot eyes, my unkempt hair
The deranged look on my face
The hanging body at my back
Everything around me and about me screamed crazy
I took the lipstick on the table and applied a layer on my pale and cracked lips
Then I turned to my mom
the body of my mom hanging lifeless
"Momma, you always wanted me to do this, right?"
I tugged her body to pull her down
When she's down, I applied a layer of lipstick on her lips
I smiled
"You know, momma, you look pale."
I went to the table and took the foundation from my makeup kit
I put some on her face, then finished the look by putting blush on her cheek
"You've always wanted me to do this." I said upon finishing it
I, then, took the small knife at my pocket
I slit her neck, then started cutting it..
Once, I separated her head from her body, I put the head on top of the table..
"That way, momma, I'll always be able to put makeup on your lovely face."
I opened the drawer of the table and took Papa's heart
"Now, you're together in hell. I hope you suffer there." I murmured
I put the knife down and looked at myself in the cracked mirror once again
I took the brush and brushed my hair..
As I do that I kept on thinking...
Who'll be next?
