After killing my mothers love well dead lover my mother said to me what is wrong with you how dare you kill him I never wanted this to happen she yelled in her most angry voice For a minute I thought that my mother would finally except her own son but I was wrong All she cares about is her stupid little lover. Once my mother said that all that went throw my mind was why and how would she say something like that" I ran out of the room and to my bedroom I hit my back on wall crying but crying wasn't gonna help me but one thing will. I got up and whipped my tears and walked slowly to my mother and sneaked behind her and I can't believe I did this but I did I stabbed her It.....It...felt good Like getting a toy on your birthday Killing was fun After stabbing her a lot I realized who I was stabbing.....I dropped the knife and fell straight onto my knees Blood was all over my hands one single tear came down my face I couldn't explain what made me have that feeling but I knew I deserved something back from it. I started to point the knife back at straight at me then I pushed it straight into me slowly and painfully then I start to drop my eyes slowly and softly.
