Story Contest Entry

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Story Entry for @annie-joyce 's story contest

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"Hello, officer. What I'm about to tell you will haunt me for years to come... Please, listen carefully because I think I'll only be able to relive and say this once... 

It all started today, on June 17, 1997. At the time I had to go to a party. I couldn't find my belt, and my pants were really loose, so I went to my mom and dad's bedroom to steal one of my mom's belts. I looked almost everywhere until I finally decided to switch on my phone's flashlight and look under the bed. When I saw a belt under the bed I was so happy. I then had to crawl under the bed and grab it. I smoothly snatched it and a piece of paper by accident. I was a bit curious about what a piece of paper was doing under my parent's bed, so I looked at it. When I saw what it was and whose face was on it I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a missing person report with my face on it. I looked under the bed once more and saw a stack of these papers there.

I ran to the kitchen where my parents were eating dinner, and I confronted them.

'What is this?!' I screamed at my mom and dad.

'Oh no! She found them!' My mom directed at my dad,'What were you doing in our room, child?!'

'Looking for a belt when I found this!'I screamed back at my mother.

'Well. She found them, honey, we must do this now.' My father stated, pulling up a silenced shotgun from below the table.

'Wh-What... Are you... Trying to kill me?!'I yelled through gritted teeth, attempting to hide my tears.

'Don't take this in an offense, child, we just... Need the insurance money.' My father said with a smile.

'No... no... NO! If you... yeah, if your post those missing person reports around the neighborhood, the insurance company won't give you money since they don't know if I'm really dead or not! Yeah! So you can't kill me!'I stated, logically.

'You think we haven't thought of that?! We got the missing persons insurance plan, you dumb whore.' My mother stated with anger in her eyes. Her words sting, and I feel my heart shatter. My love for my parent's, gone.

'Please... No... Daddy... Mommy... You can't do this...'I say, tears flowing down my face.

'It's too late now.'My father stated, a wicked smile plastered across his face,'You already know what our plan was.'

He pulled the trigger and I barely avoid the shattered bullets by moving out of the way.

I started running away from the kitchen, to the front door, but it was locked from the outside somehow... 'You think good old dad will allow you to escape, huh child?' Father said with a smile, showing how full on idiotic he has become.

'P-please... Let me go... PLEASE! Remember the good old times... The times we went to the park together... The times we hugged...'I stated, in a pleading tone.

'Too late, honey. You're sixteen. You are no longer the child I once loved. You're a stupid, sex-obsessed child who would do anything to play the part of a whore. I don't love you.' He said, and I broke down crying.

'No! That's a lie! You do love me! You're my dad! Parents are supposed to love their children no matter what! And I'm not a whore!'I screamed and ran at my father, adrenaline rushing through my veins. I somehow managed to pry the shotgun out of his hands and shoot the lock on the door with it. I opened the door to run out and I hear my mother screaming.

'Henry, Matilda, Fredrick, Jason, Sofia, Everyone! Handle her!' I heard my mother say as if she was leading an army. All the adults in the neighborhood were behind her and ran at me with knives. I still had the gun in my grip and I soullessly pulled the trigger at all of them until I ran out of bullets. Everyone was bleeding, crying on the floor until they took their final breaths.

I collapsed on the floor, thinking of what their children would think about how their parents were dead. That's when I realized that they all wanted to kill me... 'Wait... They all wanted to take a life... Where are their children?' I asked my mother as I took a knife out of the hand of one of my neighbor's cold, dead hand.

'Oh... I wouldn't want to see them. They all look like their parents.' My mother said, pointing at the non-distinguishable people dead on the floor. Their faces, blown off by the impact of the shotgun, blood still spewing out of their bodies.

'No... No! Jeremy... Did he also... Is he also dead?'I asked with rage and sorrow in my voice. My mother just nodded. I couldn't believe it... Jeremy, my best friend since I was two and we moved here was dead, all because of insurance money... 'You monster!' I screeched and threw the knife I was holding at her heart.

It hit her directly in the heart and she collapsed on the floor, laughing until her final breaths. I was also on the floor, except I was sobbing for Jeremey's and everyone else's deaths. Victoria, Howard, Lilith, and Benry too... Everyone I grew up with... Everyone I loved like family... How could parents do this to their children?!

I started crying on the floor, rethinking my life. 'How could this have happened?' 'I loved my parents, I thought my parents loved me...' 'Why did they do this?' 'What did I do wrong?' 'Did I hurt them by accident somehow?' 'I never even had a boyfriend!' 'I was a grade A student!' 'Was it because I was going to a party for the first time in my life? It was a church party!' 'Why did they do it?' 'Was it really for the money or was it because they thought I was a terrible child?' 'Did my neighbors convince them to do it or did they convince my neighbors?' 'Why is everyone dead except for me?' These were all thoughts that rushed through my head. I really couldn't believe what my parents had done. That's when I heard something terrible behind me.

'Stupid child! You ruined everything!' I heard my father's voice say from behind.

'Well, you ruined my life! Also, you wanted to kill me!' I stated, tears flowing down my face, my eyes burning with rage and sorrow.

'Well that's true but still! Anyways, if I kill you now I can still get insurance money... For your mom and me. Wait... where's your mother?'He asked, looking around.

I pointed to her dead body and glared at him with a sinister look and he gasped. 'Wow, gasping at her dead body, but not giving a crap about killing me, huh,' I stated and rolled my eyes to avoid crying even more.

'How could you kill the woman who birthed you, child?!' My father screamed, a sinister aura around his body.

'How could she try to kill the child she birthed?!'I countered, rage in my voice, challenging him to try to hurt me.

'Yes! Keyword, try! She tried to kill you, and didn't, you annoying sadistic, brat! I'll kill you right now!' My father stated and attacked me with his bare arms. He started choking me, and I bit his arm. He winced and put me up against a wall. I used my hands and pushed my fingers into his eyes. "You b**ch!" He screamed at me, letting go of my throat to cover his bleeding eyes.

"Yeah, well you're a heartless father who tried to murder his only daughter for f**king money!" I yelled back and continued his pain with a kick to his di-- I mean private area.

I used this time to run to the nearest police station, here, and that's what happened officer..."

"Wow... I'm so sorry that happened to you, but you killed a lot of people. I think you're going to get prison time for this, Katherine."

"What? Why... I didn't do anything wrong! It was self defen-se... Wait... Mr.Officer dude, I never told you my name..."

"Oh... really? I'm pretty sure you did!"

"No, I didn't... I know that to be a fact..." 

"Ha. To think I got caught here. You could have lived for a few more hours if you hadn't said that, Katherine. Well, say goodbye to the world, Katherine, because today, right now, you die."

"No... Don't come near me... Wait... Why is my father behind you?! What... No... Don't come near me! Get away... Get away! AHH-hhh-h..."

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