Raven was crying with her hands over her ears, and her older sister Mia couldn't take it. "Raven, please stop crying," she pleaded to her younger sister of 3 years. Mia had just turned 15 and Raven was 12. "M...mom and dad...they always yell...and it hurts more and more each time..." Raven sobbed, clutching her ears tighter. Mia grew enraged; their parents had been fighting for a year now. They were going through a divorce and never stopped bickering. Her father blamed it on their mother's cheating, and their mother blamed it on the fact that their father was an abusive alcoholic. This time it was about her father drinking. Well, Mia had enough. Sure, the fights bothered her, but the fact that it hurt her younger sister was crossing the line.
Mia got up off of her sister's bed and marched over to the door. She opened it and stormed into the kitchen, despite her sister's screams. "NO! Mia don't leave me alone!" Raven yelled at Mia, choking on her sobs and attempting to grab her sister on every word. Mia shook her sibling off and stood in front of her parents. "HEY!" she yelled, her voice strong and filled with rage. Her father looked up at her with an expression of anger, "Get out of here you dumb bitch! You're making things worse!" he hollered. Mia usually walked away timidly, never daring to face her father. Raven watched her sister, crying silently all the while.
"NO! YOU'RE MAKING THINGS WORSE! NOT ONLY ARE YOU RUINING YOUR MARRIAGE, BUT YOU'RE ALSO SCARRING YOUR YOUNGEST CHILD FOR LIFE!" Mia screeched, turning her whole face a vibrant, angry red. Time seemed to slow, and then it happened. Raven's father pushed Mia down, pushing her down and punching her every time she tried to get back up. Her desperate wail of "MAMA! RAVEN!" erupted through Raven's ears, her pupils widening. "RAVEN-" Mia's shrieks quieted, and the house was silent for a moment, before her mother started wailing. "YOU LOW-LIFE! YOU KILLED MY BABY! YOU'RE GOING TO JAIL, YOU SICK BASTARD!" filled Raven's ears as she walked to her sister's bleeding corpse. "YOU STUPID FUCK! WE'RE BOTH SCREWED!" Raven heard her father screeching, but she kept walking, expressionless and limp like a zombie.
She reached her sister's body and simply looked down with lifeless eyes. Mia's eyes reflected her own. Once filled with joy and energy, now completely drained and empty. Mia's skin was pale and her mouth was open in an eternal scream. "RAVEN-" echoed in Raven's mind. Her head jerked up, and she looked away from her sister's corpse, to the counter next to her, where a knife had been laid.
Raven started crying again as she got up and walked towards the knife."Get out of here you dumb bitch!""YOU KILLED MY BABY!""MAMA!" all echoing in her head. "M...mom and dad...they always yell...and it hurts more and more each time..." was the last thing she heard before she was standing at the counter. Tears were pouring down her face and she looked at her reflection in the sharp metal, "It was my fault." she whispered. Raven grabbed the knife and walked towards her parents, who were still fighting.
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Cops had burst through the door, guns drawn. "POLICE!" they shouted, but they got no response. A neighbor had called 911, reporting that she had heard screaming. The police officers looked at each other, then proceeded through the entrance into the kitchen, where the commissioner nearly had a heart attack.
There-surrounded by pools of blood- was a little 12 year old girl, soaked in blood. The girl was rocking back and forth, a knife in her hand. She was kneeling next to a teenage girl, whimpering. The police saw two other bodies-adults- that had multiple stab wounds. Those bodies were strewn across the room rather messily, as if they were thrown behind the killer without a second look. One officer cocked his gun, and the abrupt sound made the girl's head whip up. The commissioner saw her grip on the knife tighten. "O...okay little girl. We need you to come with us and tell us what happened here, alright?" he said nervously, not wanting to evoke her. The girl looked back down slowly, first at the teenager, then at the knife. She was still looking at the knife when she responded. "I just wanted the yelling to stop." she said with a sad voice. Then-before anyone could act-the girl thrust the knife into her heart, and instantly dropped dead.
