Am I a Psycho?

It all started when my mother Victoria told me that we were moving to Miami. She said she didnt like New Jersey because there were too many criminals and drug attics around our neighborhood. I never understood why we couldn't just move to a new neighborhood but I guess it was because she wanted to move somewhere new in general.

Once we arrived at our new house I walked inside and the walls were white and the floor was made of marble. I went inside my new room which was on the right once you walked inside. It was close to a bathroom and close to the street. I dont know why but I enjoy listening to cars passing by as I sleep. I guess im just weird that way.

My dad helped me bring in some of my boxes of which I packed my stuff in and I began to unload. I first unloaded the school supply box so I would be ready for my first day at school tommorow. Im in the 9th grade. Woohoo! Ima freshman or should I say freshmeat? I love making myself laugh. Often times I try to make people laugh but then I realize I'm the only one one laughing. Oh well, whatever. I dont really care what people think anymore. Lets just say I've been through some tough shit. Life never promised to be easy or wonderful though.

I quickly place some of my clothes in drawers and my other junk in other drawers. Hey nobody needs to know who disorganized  I am. I unpack my stuffed animals and place them strategically onto my bed. I love stuffed animals. Ive been obsessed with them every since I was a little girl.

I suddenly had the need to use the bathroom so I walked inside and that's when I saw it. The mirror was all shattered and cracked. There were pieces of the mirror all over the sink and it covered the floor entirely.  My body was shaking in terror as I stood and looked around at all the broken pieces. Then I noticed something unusual.

One of the pieces was covered in red liquid though. I picked it up to look at it and then it hit me. I threw it back on the floor and ran outside screaming from all the horror I just witnessed.

It was not just a red liquid but someone or something's blood.