How to be a murder 101

Dreams

Lucy pov*

I was at home. At my dads really. I was in my old room. I heard my dad yelling. I covered my ears. My dad opened my door.

"What are you doing! I told you to clean the living room and the kitchen. And what you do? Nothing! You sit in your room and ignore me! You can't do anything can you. You just sit on your lazy butt and draw all day."

I sat there and took it. I really can't do anything. My dad grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room. I struggled but nothing worked.

"You disappointment. How does your mother live with you. Oh wait. She doesn't. You got stuck with me. Now stay in this room. See how lazy you are."

He pushed me into a room. I had a mattress, some cloths and a desk. I sat on the mattress crying. I looked out the window. I opened it. I stepped out and ran. I heard my dads voice yell for me. I ignored it. I kept running. I had no idea where I was going. I heard a gun fire. A bullet flew past my head. I heard another and ducked. I ran toward the woods.

I kept running. I came across a burning building. I saw a little girl asleep on the ground. I slowly approached her. It looked like she was crying. Her eyes glowed red. Mine glowed red in response. I heard laughing. I looked around. No one was there. I looked at the girl. She was gone. I backed up.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Lucy."

"You shouldn't have come here."

"I get told that a lot."

"Leave. Now. Before you get hurt."

"O-okay."

I ran. The little girl stared at me as I left. For a split second I swore a saw a grown man behind her. I tripped over a stick. I fell. My knee started bleeding. I looked around. There was no one here. I felt something push against my head.

"You should have listen to your mother Lucy."

"Don't. Please no!"

"You need to learn. You have no purpose here anyway."

"Stop telling me that!"

I kicked the guys jaw and took the gun. He backed away. I closed my eyes and shoot him. A bullet went straight through his chest. I opened my eyes. His dead body fell. I dropped the gun. I started to cry. Tears fell. I heard running behind me.

"Lucy! Lucy! Where are you?"

It was my mother. I got up and ran. I left the gun there. I didn't need it. I made it to a empty house. I ran inside and locked the door. I sighed. I sat down and cried. I just killed someone. I just. I just. Killed a guy. My eyes glowed dark red. I began laughing through my tears.

I heard banging on the door. I ran up stairs. I heard sirens. I shut all the blinds and hid in the closet. I cried into my hands.

"Open the door!"

I heard the door burst open. Tears ran down my face. I felt something grab me. I looked behind me and saw an anamtronic. I screamed. It coved my mouth. I heard people run up the stairs. The opened the door. It was my dad and a group of his friends. He smiled at me. They dragged me out of the closet. I screamed and yelled and struggled. Nothing worked.

One of the guys pinned me to a wall. Tears ran down my face. I closed my eyes. I heard a gun fire. I thought I was dead. I opened my eyes. The man was dead. Everyone in the room was dead. I didn't do anything though.

A girl in full purple approached me. She smiled at me. A another guy came up behind her. He was older though. Tweeny maybe. He smiled. His smile could kill someone. It was terrifying.

"Welcome to murder 101."

"What?"

"Your Lucy. My newest student. My toughest by the looks of it."

"What?"

"I saw what you did in sparing. And your skill with a knife in knife training was amazing."

"How do you know?"

"I'm the principal. I know everything my students do. How good and how bad. But you need some confidence."

"What does that mean?"

"You'll find out sooner or later."

Both of them disappeared.