Chapter 21

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CHAPTER 21

Bailey's POV

I laid down in my pink bed listening to Taylor Swift when I heard a peculiar ruckus downstairs.

"Mom is that you?"

I have no clue what she is up to. Isn't she usually asleep? I checked the clock on my phone. The time read 12:00. This is really strange.

I walked downstairs to check out the source of the noise, perhaps the washing machine was acting up again? But as I got closer the colour red came into my line of sight.

I shrieked at the sight.

I saw my own mother hanging from her neck by her own small intestine. Her other organs that were still inside her body were scrambled up and started to seep out and drop to the floor.

I instantly dropped on my hands and knees. I banged my fist on the ground several times in mourning

I always hated my mom. I thought she was a bitch. But seeing her like this changed my whole perspective on her.

"Damn...it..." I muttered. "Mom who did this to you?!" I yelled my head off while looking around me frantically.

"Hello Bailey" came a voice from the darkness.

How does he know my name?

"...Who...who are you?! Show yourself!"

I tried to act tough even though I am not. I have never been.

Seeing me like this made the mysterious figure laugh loudly and maniacally. I suddenly saw the glistening of a knife in the moonlight. I froze in terror.

"No! Stop! Get away! I will do anything I swear!"

He chuckled "Anything?" while dragging out the "n".

"Sorry cupcake, I have no use for you. Your life has no value."

He plunged the knife into my chest near my right breast. The blood began to flow as I gasped for air.

Once more he forcibly ripped the knife out only to plunge it back in. Then he starting wriggling the blade around inside of my chest, effectively scrambling my lungs. The knife came dangerously close to my heart. Then he finally he pierced it straight through.

I was powerless I couldn't do anything to stop him. Memories flashed right before my very eyes.

Every good deed and every sin disappeared into nothing.

But before everything faded to black I saw something.

A white mask with a jagged line for a mouth

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