Bloody Love ( creepypasta)

Revenge

My father came in my room this

time. I looked at his pocket and saw

the keys. I tried not to smirk as I fell

on him and grabbed the keys. He

kicked me in my gut and slapped me

across the face. I fell to the floor fake

crying. He smirked happily and left

me to cry. I looked up and smiled.

Yes my plan worked! Now unlock the

door and let's get our revenge.

I did as I was told and unlocked the

door. I slowly peeked out and saw a

long hallway with holes in the wall. I

never been outside of my room so I

just walked down the hallway and

opened a door that was closest to me.

I saw a weird white rectangle thing

that had a door. I entered and heard a

loud bang to my right. I looked and

saw my mother looking at a square

wooden thing with moving pictures. I

sighed and found what I came for. I

grabbed the knife and looked into the

blade. I was grinning evily and my

good eye was red with revenge. I crept

behind my mother and slit her throat

with my blade. She screamed and fell

to the floor with blood gushing out.

I turned around and saw my father

holding a gun. His eyes shifted toward

my mother's body and his face turned

red in anger. "You bitch!!" He pointed

the gun at me and pulled the trigger. I

felt pain in my right arm and blood

trickled down my arm. Shit! That

bastard shot our good arm!

I'm not good with my left arm! What

should we do! Just use our left arm

let's hope that we can kill that asshole.

I ran at my father and stabbed

him in the gut. He grunted and push

me to the ground. I sat up and my left

hand felt light. I looked at my hand

and gasped as I realized that I didn't

have the blade. This is bad! What

should we do! Find something to

throw at him and hide!

I crawled toward the kitchen and

felt my dad kick me in the gut. I

fell on my back and gasped for air. He

smirked as he pointed the gun at my

head. This is it. This is how I am going

to die. I closed my eyes and cried

quietly. I heard my father gasp and

then something fall to the floor. I

opened my eyes and saw a boy with

a smiley mask. He was holding a blade

and his shirt was covered in blood.