Killer Revenge

4 years later

Chapter 3

4 year later...

I am walking down the way to my room. I had a little incident with Peter who is a total asshole. Now they are sending me to my room without food, nice very nice. I can't help it that he is a total moron. God I am starving.

What am I saying 'god', he wouldn't help me. The only thing this life has been for me is a hell. I think god and I just don't get along.

Every night I wake up from the same nightmare. I dream the same thing every night. My mom and dad calling me for help while I was locked up in the kitchen cabinet. It is suffocating but in my dream I can never get out. The worst thing is that I see my parents die every night in the same dream. It is horrible. I always wake up around 5 am. after that I stay awake, one nightmare each night is enough for me.

This place is too crowded. Every time I wake up I still feel suffocated. Too many people in such little space. It is not like I have something here that's keeps me here. The people running this place are more than happy to 'lose' a child, one child less is always better. We are people who don't belong to anyone. We have nothing and it would not matter if we would just disappear.

Tonight will be my last night. After today I will no longer be their concern. I am 14 year old in 2 months I am turning 15.

It is time to execute my plan.

I am packing my bag and look in the closet if there is something I could use. It is a good thing everyone is eating.

Now I have all the time and place to pack my stuff.

Before I go I should really pay Marie a visit. Maybe she could give me some stuff I could use.

I wear my leggings and sweatpants over it. I pull a simple black shirt over my head. And get a hoodie from one of the boys to keep me warm. It could happen that I have to sleep on the street tonight so warm clothes is one of the most important things.

I hang my bag on my shoulder and look behind me one last time. There I see my cranky bed and our poor closet. There is one small window in the back of the room. There are bars in front of it. I bet if this place gets on fire everyone dies. I look down at my chest and see my mom's necklace. The only thing that keeps me going.

I walk out of the room to the back of the kitchen. I see Marie standing in the corner. When I walk up to her she acknowledges me, she looks me up and down. When she looks at me she says "it is time isn't it? You know you look so much like your mother. You have the same beautiful pitch-black hair and the same green eyes. You will grow a beautiful woman you know."

I was quiet for a moment. "How do you know my mother?"

"We'll my dear I went to high school with her. She and I weren't really friend because we did not have the same classes but I know she was a nice girl." "Anyway is there something I can do for you?"

"Actually yes. I am leaving tonight and I need some stuff to.... you know survive".

"Hmm ok I think I can help you with some of that. Here I have some water bottles and an apple and some other food. You can't live a week from this stuff but you will be fine tonight and tomorrow".

"Ok thank you Marie I really appreciate it".

"Wait! are you sure about this. I mean there might be a change you won't survive you know..."

"Yes Marie I am absolutely sure. I have nothing left to loose. I can't just stay here and survive by doing nothing at all. There is something I need to do. This feeling I have is eating me from the inside out. I have to do this even if it means risking my life".

"Ok if you say so. You know there is something I have for you". She walks to her locker and gets something out of it.

"This is for you I want you to have it you need it more than me dear. And remember I will always be praying for you. May god bless you and protect you."

"I can't take this it is too much. I don't want your money Marie".

"Oh child just take it. It wont happen very often that someone gives you something like this".

"Ok thank you very much Marie. we'll this is goodbye then, I guess."

"Bye Katherina take care"

I walked towards the back of the kitchen. There was a door that led to the street. Before I opened the door I turned around one last time. I knew Marie was still watching me. "You know Marie thank you for everything but praying for me won't help. God is not on my side in this life". With that I closed the door and disappeared in the darkness.

After the night my parents died. A lot has changed. I had so many feelings inside of me. I was lonely, sad, scared and angry. If I would have wanted to I could have gone mad in days. But I learned that if you want to you can always survive.

Those feelings I had were my weakness. People will use it against you. You may think people pity you or want the best for you. But no one really wants that.

The fact that you are sad or lonely consumes them, it makes them feel better. That is the only reason they pay attention to you. At the end of each day they will think. 'I feel so much better knowing people like you exist'.

I know it sounds sick and that not everyone is like that. You can always be optimistic and look at the bright side. But I don't have one.

I know no love caring or happiness. Look what those feeling got me in the past. I can't let something like that happen again.

My mind is set on one thing only, revenge.

I have no fear and don't care about anything. It is not like I have something left to care about. The fact that people think that you are just a mental sick child who couldn't accomplish anything in life, is what keeps me going. What I want is proving these people wrong.

I planned it all out. I could tell you all about my plan already but what is the fun about that.

I am planning something big,

I am planning my revenge.