I was going to get my revenge. Today.
I decided I might as well pack. I knew after today, I could never come home.
I packed as many clothes and everyday things as I could.
I just needed one last thing. I grabbed a knife.
It was fairly sharp but I decided I needed to sharpen it a bit more.
I began listing all the different ways I could kill him.
Maybe slit his throat? Or I could stab him and watch him slowly bleed out.
So many ways to kill a single person. I would make sure it was slow and painful.
Once the knife was finally sharpen enough I decided to leave.
I slid on a random pair of converse and ran straight into the woods.
I didn't know exactly where I was heading but I knew part of the way.
I just had to trust my instincts.
I walked through the seemingly endless woods until I found a large mansion.
Memories from the previous days flooded into my head.
I gave a sadistic smile as I set down my things and quietly snuck into the mansion.
I did my best to recall the room Jeff had kept me in. I knew it wasn't a bed room. It was more of a place to keep all the corpses.
I walked until a came upon a black door that had Jeff smeared across it and blood dripping down it.
I slowly opened the door but no one was there. I did hear someone nearby so I quickly slid into the room and hid.
I waited for a bit, clutching my knife so tight my knuckles became a ghost white color.
The door slowly opened and I recognized the person. Jeff.
It seemed as if all my sanity left me and the anger that had been welling up inside of me was finally being let go.
I quickly jumped and tackled him to the ground, pressing my blade to his neck.
"Did you forget about me?" I asked sadistically.
"How could I? You were so fun to torture."
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, but now, it's time for revenge." I whispered into his ear before plunging my knife deep into his chest.
The minute my knife broke through his skin, I was thrown against a wall along with my knife.
I angrily got up and said,"I'm not done yet."
I ran towards him but before I could put a scratch on him, he had made another gash on my arm.
This only angered me more. No more games.
I pushed him into the wall and stabbed him in the gut and watched him sink down the wall and onto the ground.
A large pool of blood formed around him and I laughed at the morbid scene I had just created.
It was almost....beautiful.
