I felt something smash against my head.....and then everything went dark. When I woke up I saw this thing. It had no face but was very tall and slender. There were almost 9-10 tentacles behind its back, and it was at least 7ft tall. "Hello child," who the fuck said that? "Me, child. I said that." It has no mouth though so..."How when you have no--" he cut me off , "I have my ways now dear, this woman is you mother,correct?" It asked. "Sadly, yes she is." It just shook its head. "I want to know why is she like this." I began to break down. "I never did anything to hurt her, I was never disobedient, and I tried to be the perfect daughter she wants." I cried and its hand was on my shoulder, comforting me. I hugged it, not caring if it was dangerous or not. "You want her to stop don't you?" It asked "Yes." I responded. "You want to get revenge don't you, you want to make her feel the pain that she causes you every single day?" What it was saying was actually true. I did want her to stop. I did want her to feel my pain. I want her to suffer like I am. I suddenly felt different. Like this heat was just radiating through my body. I felt it in my heart and it began to burn, like it was on fire. I saw nothing but pure blood red. My mother was the only thing not red. It made me angry. I want her dead. I hate her. She abuses me, lies to me, accuses me of things I don't even know about. I ran up to her with inhuman speed and punched her in the face. It felt wonderful. "What the actual fuck, you whore?!" She screamed at me. "What did you call me?" I asked out of pure hatred. She didn't respond, in fact she did the unthinkable----she spit on me! That does it. I full on lashed out on her. I grabbed a butcher knife and yanked her hair in my hand. I first kicked her in the face until I heard a satisfying cracked. And then I pushed her onto the floor, while breaking her leg as I jump on them. I then grabbed her head and lifted the knife, "N-n-no sweety! I love you. You're a good girl you wouldn't hurt mommy." She cried. All I did was laugh insanely as she did. I kissed her forehead before I said, "Mission accomplished," and swung the butcher knife down on her neck. Blood gushes everywhere. Her head rolled to the floor.
