It all started on a beautiful Christmas morning.
"Mom! Mommy wake up!" Cassidy yelled. I woke up to see her jumping up and down, up and down.
"What dear?" I asked rubbing my eyes still tired.
"Presents! Can we do presents now!" She said with her cutest puppy dog face.
"Fine, go wake up your sis then." I said getting out of bed and going downstairs.
We went down and the girls got some pretty nice gifts. Lisa (The older daughter) got an ipod and Cassidy got a Xbox36O. I just told them 'cool' or 'that's amazing' ect. ect... When all the presents were gone, I cleaned up the paper, and threw it away. I went back upstairs to take my shower. But before getting in I looked at the clock. 'Damn, 8:38' I thought. I took my shower and then got dressed in a black skull tank top and some jean shorts. I was a 25 year old who had nice kids. Cassidy was 5 and Lisa was 14.
"Fuck!" I said running downstairs.
*Lisa's Point Of View*
I jumped to hearing mom say, "Fuck!". I ran downstairs and looked around.
"Shit, she was just a little late for work. Too bad she has to work on Christmas, but you know. Life is life and we definitely need money now since it was Christmas." I said aloud not remembering Cassidy was still home.
"Guess who's getting told on for cussing!?" She said walking into the room.
"I don't give a shit." I said, looking pissed off.
She gasps really fake, "Oh my gosh! Did another cussy cussy slip out? Hmm?"
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE DAMMIT!" I screamed at her, making her cry. 'Yeah you have every right to cry your ass off.' I thought, now feeling sorry for her. "I...I'm so sorry Cassidy." I said sarcastic but she bought it.
"I'm sorry too." Cassidy said hugging me. I hugged back and carried her to her room.
"Now leave sister alone okay?" I said sounding even more pissed than I actually did mean to sound.
"O...Okay sis." She said, shivering. I shrugged and went to my room to play on my ipod.
Mother's Point Of View
I was driving home from work now and it was 11:OO. I hope the girls didn't stay up cause tomorrow they would be Home Schooled by my sister Jenna.
~3 hours later~
I got out of the car. 'Shit. 2 am. better check on them. FUCK.' I thought as I entered the house. My mouth dropped. I saw the lights on in their rooms.
"GIRLS!" I called. No answer. 'FUCK!' I ran to their rooms. I almost fainted. I saw their bodies in front of me, cut and their faces had a smile carved into their own face. "Why did this happen on Christmas..... Why." I said, tears starting to stream down my face.
"Well after all, I am a killer." A voice said from behind me. I turned around. No one.
"This isn't a game!" I yelled looking around.
"Well it is to me." I heard a dark chuckle from behind. The man had long black hair right to his shoulders, a white hoodie, black dressed pants, and his eyelids..... Were....... Burned......
"What do you want from me." I whispered emotional.
"Nothing, all I want you to do is GO TO SLEEP." He jumped on me and raised his knife, but all he could do was stab me in the legs and arm because of the police. After that, I passed out.
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THE STONESON FAMILY BOOK. (Whole story)
RomanceThis is the ENTIRE story of Jeff The Killer and Samantha The Hurricane. :) Enjoy~