This Is Who I Really Am

Revenge

Mira ran past her fighting parents to the kitchen. She grabbed the most sharpest knife they had. It looked really like a kitchen knife and she did not like that. But at a point like this, she didn't really care anymore.

She stomped out of the kitchen, face filled with hatred. She covered her father's mouth from behind and stabbed him at the side of his neck. His blood flowed uncontrollably. A smile emerged on Mira's face, now a twisted happy face. She glared at her mother, who was staring at her in shock. Mira inched closer to her mother, giggling louder and louder. Her mother turned to run. She was fast. But Mira was faster. She quickly grabbed her hair and pulled it.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!!" Her mother screamed. "TOO LOUD!" Mira yelled, gritting her teeth. She then proceeded to stab her mother in the chest multiple times. She then cut out her tongue and mumbled, "Now you can never ever speak...huhuhuh..."

"Now...time for my favourite part in the house..." she grinned ear to ear. She walked slowly towards a spray-painted pink door with golden glitter and stars on it. "Noooraaaaa...come on ouuuttt...we haven't played together in a long...long time," Mira taunted in a sing-song voice with a crooked smile on her face. "Why don't you come out of that shithole of yours and play...with me..." Mira whispered loudly, her eyes opened wide, still grinning.

She slowly turned the golden doorknob to the pink girly door of her sister's. She peeked inside. No one was in there. "Ooohhh!!! Playing hide-and-seek now are we??? Oh my god how did you know that I love that game?? You never cared about me...I'm pretty good at it too..." She smiled excitedly. She was deranged, bonkers, nuts, out of her mind, CRAZY. No one could stop her now. "GET. OUT. OF. THERE!!! YOU SHITFACE. DONT LET ME SEE THAT BITCH FACE YOU ALWAYS MAKE WHEN YOU LAUGH AT ME. OR I WILL MAKE YOU SUFFER..." She screamed at the top of her lungs. Mira was berserk.

She went silent for a while, trying to sniff out her sister's dog shit perfume. From France? More like from a garbage dump. The room was dead silent. You could only hear the blood dripping from her knife. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip......drip. Crash! A pile of boxes fell from the top of the cupboard. "Hmm...I wonder where you are..." Mira teased. "ARRGGHHH!!! Get. Out. Of. Here!! Leave. Me. Alone!!!!" Nora had burst out of the cupboard, charging towards Mira with a baseball bat and shouting at her to leave her alone. She pushed Mira down and began hitting her as hard as she could with her bat.

Mira yelled in tremendous pain. Then she started to lose it. She began laughing louder and louder as Nora smacked her with the bat. She could not feel the pain anymore. She had enough with the shit that she has been through. Nora stopped smacking her. She was creeped out now. She slowly back away from Mira. Mira sat upright with a jolt. Her eyes opened wide as she stared at Nora. She picked up the blood-stained knife; a sinister smile plastered over her face. "YOU'RE GONNA REGRET THIS," Mira said in a demonic voice.