Waiting... Killing

This empty world, not a soul in sight

Alone in an empty world

In this empty world, with nothing to do but sit and wait for someone to come

You sit on the hard gravel floor, legs crossed looking around

Waiting

Waiting for someone, something, ANYTHING

Tick-tock

Tick-tock

Tick-tock

Tick-tock

Tick-tock

Tick-tock

Tick-tock

Tick-tock

Minutes pass, minutes turn to hours, hourse turn into days...

Days turn into weeks, and weeks into months, months into years

a year has passed and no one has come...

'How do you feel?' You hear the voice in your head say as you look up and down the abandoned street

'Knowing no one will come...'

'Not a dog, cat, bird, nothing.'

'Do you want to know why?' The voice askes, a light mocking tune in it's voice

'Because there dead. Do you  know who killed them? You.'

You shake your head in confustion "That can't be..." You stand up looking round suddenly.

You hear a loud chuckle echoing in the streets. "silly child, look at yourself!" the voice echos

You start in a run down the street to the voice, you stop suddenly at a old house

It wasn't just any house, itwas the house you grew up in, where your parents and brother lived with you

Something beconned you to the house as you walked slowly your foot steps echoing

you steped inside seeing a corspe...

It was your brother

In the next room was your father, slumped in his office chair his head hanging down

Blood coverd his his work shirt

You shook your head backing out quockly looking for your mother

"M-Mom!" Your voice cracked as you ran up stairs to her room

Finding her lying in bed

You smiled in relief walking to her side

"Mother..." you brought your hand to her cheek brushing a stand of hair from her face, feeling her skin was cold

Your eyes widened as your vreath caught

You pulled the covers away revealing a stab wound over her heart

There was a loud cackle heard "See? no ones left, there all dead... you killed them. look, you still have the murder weapon and your coverd in blood..."

You look down at yourself seeing blood coverd your own shirt and hands

You reached a trembling hand in your jacket pocket feeling the handle of an object

But what? you thought

You pulled your hand out revealing a large knife coverd in blood

"See? you killed them all, every single person." The voice said no emotion in it's voice

"You killed them all because you were afraid, afraid to fail infront of everyone."

You felt tears roll down your cheeks lokijg down at the bloody knife

"So? How do you feel? Knowing there's no one lef--"

The voice came to a hault

You had sunken the knife deep into your stomch

"I won't be alone for long voice.... I won't be alone anymore..."

You said a faint smile kreeping up gracfully on your lips, yu closed your eyes

"Don't worry mother.... father, brother.... I'll be with you again..."