Killings the answer ~ Jeff the Killer love story

Chapter 15

I stood in the room just staring at the roller coster. it looked evil, it was black with dark red spikes all over it. it had blood oozing from its mouth that was lined with sharp white teeth. I decided that I would have to ride it since the door vanished.

"All hands and feet in the vehicle at all times" laughed that witch. just then roller coster shot off. it passed demon, angles and dead people. people hanging from the necks, people tied to walls and peoples heads on sprees. then i passed houses at night and I knew exactly where I was, it was my..... old neighbourhood. the roller coster stopped in front of my house.

"Back to where your hole life chanced" I heard a voice and whipped my head around to see Jane. Why do they keep bringing me back here I don't care that there dead I killed them for a reason.

"Ah Jane the mastermind behind all of this, still a bitch I see" I said

"Haha still cocky I see, you know I never thought you would get this far, I thought you would be dead already" she said

"I'm way stronger then you think" I spat

" hahaha i can see that. Well I'm not going to keep you from your house" she said disappearing as I walked to the door. it looked the same as I remembered, flowers just blooming grass full and my toys were on the lawn. I turned the gold knob and pushed open the door it creaked loudly ripping through the silence. I walked for word well the door slowly creaked closed shut and disappear.

"Great" I said out loud. Back to this hell, is that what it is? A hell, a hell I made. A hell i keep reliving even though its in the past learning new things about my hell. my crazy, beautiful hell. I walked to my old room where I was sleeping. my doll was on the floor, I picked it up and put it under my arm. I walked out to my parents room where they were talk quietly.

"I hope she knows we love her but she's nothing like us. she doesn't even look like us with her red hair, brown eyes and that pale skin, what are we supposed to tell her when she older. she probably thinks we hate her" my mom cried into my dads chest

"No sweetie she knows we love her and she knows we don't hate her" he said converting her by running his hand up and down her back.

"No you do hate me! I know you do who else would yell at there 8 year old kid for something they like" I whispered

"We need to let her be her she doesn't need friends right. we have to tell her that she adopted and that's why mommy and dad yell a lot" asked my mother

"Sweetie we can't tell and 8 year old that they're adopted"

"But you can tell her she I need's to be normal" I yelled but they couldn't hear me.

"Ok, but we need to start doing things different"

"And we will after you rest ok. good night sweetie"

"Night" my mom said kissing my dad and turning to go to sleep. I walked over to my mom and brushed her hair with my hand.

"Why did you hate me so much" I said clenching my jaw and walked over to my dad. he was the one always made it a bigger deal. Yelling at me first which lead in my mom yelling at him and me. I bent down to his ear "you always hated me because I wasn't yours" I whispered making him turn over.

CREAK

I turned and walked out to the kitchen where the creak came from to see mini me with a knife. She turned around and ran to my parents room. so I followed her, and watched her hoped on my mom first. it was just like my dreams but I could see my hole body just like a movie. I stud by the door just watching, seeing what was going through my head, seeing the happiness in my eyes that I was finally free from the people that said they loved me the way I was but tried to change me.