Paint it Red.

Colored in Crimson

Its been around five days, yet I'm still down here. I'm too panicky, I keep passing out. But every time I wake up, I get a strange wave of anger, rage, and an urge to...kill? I open my eyes, the scenery hasn't changed, it was still the dark, isolated basement. I've been starving, with nothing to eat, nothing to do, but panic, cry and pass out.

I hear a clanging noise, and my heart jumps into my throat, was my dad coming? Mom coming? Ever since my dad did 'that' to me, my mother came down here just to yell at me and hit me, for no reason. I hate her, I hate him. As I think about this, a tear escapes my socket, I've been losing emotion lately. But I'm pretty sure, it'll all come back, but as of right now, its gone, like my reality. The clanging ringing stopped and I heard a sliding noise, but not from upstairs, but a few feet away from me. My eyes still haven't adjusted to the darkness, but I can tell no one was over there. "H-hello?" I croak. Nothing, silence. I sigh quietly and drop my head, I can't do anything, but mope around and cry.

'Why do you do this shit?!' I hear my mothers words ringing through my head,

'How's daddies little princess?' My dads words rang after my mothers words,

I just want something good to happen maybe once!? I stop crying, I couldn't cry anymore, my eyes won't let me. I just want out of this nightmare, out.

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I've been working a way out of these chains. I kept struggling and pulling my arms out of the chains to the point where I'm beginning to be able to slip my arms out of these. But my skin is sort of torn, and red, (by this point my eyes have adjusted, and gotten used to the darkness). I pull my arms with all my strength inwards, towards me. I can feel the burning of my skin being torn apart, I bite my bottom lip and whimper quietly,

I hear a tearing noise, feeling a surge of pain run through my arms I stop. I exhale sharply but quietly. I bend my head down to my chest and try grabbing my tank top with my mouth, eventually I have success and bite down on the fabric. I pull harder on the chains and I can feel the hotness and the pain from it, I bite down harder. I stop, and tilt my head back, taking breaths in and out. Inhale and exhale.

I finally musk up some courage and yank at them, it felt like someone was dragging barbedwire against my skin. I felt the chains being wrapped around my knuckles. My eyes widened as I looked over, I made progress a lot of progress, I felt a wave of happyness rush over me. I gave it another pull and my arms were loosened, I was out. I was out of the trap. I looked up at the basement entering/exiting door. Now for the escape.

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I waited for both of them to leave the house, waited till I heard no sounds coming from upstairs. Then, I walked slowly towards the basement stairs, I tried to make no sounds what so ever, I slowly ascended up the stairs wincing at some of the groaning boards.

I stopped, waited, and kept going, when I'd finally reached the door I put my hand on the handle. I slowly turn it, biting my bottom lip, as I hear a click, I stop. I wait, then slowly push the door open. I peek out, no one is near, I step into the dining room, and look in the livingroom and kitchen. Nobody, I shut the door slowly, until it clicked into place. I quietly breathed, my breath quivering lightly. I walked to the kitchen, I need a weapon to defend myself with. I open a drawer slowly, and see plates, plastic iteams. 'No' I shut that drawer and opened another one, spoons, forks, butterknifes, 'No' I shut that one, and open another one. I open it and see a bunch of utinsuls ice-cream scooper, pizza cutter, and a butcher knife. 'Bingo' I think as I grab for it. I suddenly feel a force push me against the counter and grab my tank. My heart races and I pull the drarw out onto the floor, while I was being pushed down. Utinsuls are scattered all of over the floor. I turn onto my back, trying to sit up to see what had knocked me down, then I hear,

"Well, I see father daughter time wasn't enough huh?" I feel a wave of anger and disgust rush over me. I sit up, and sure enough there he is. Standing there towering over me like a god, when really he was just a dumb ass. I grab for the knife and he was about to take a step when I swiped my foot under his leg, causeing him to fall. This gave me time to grab my weapon, as I grabbed it I felt a hand wrap around my ankle, and I was being dragged. I looked over my shoulder, he was grabbing me, I looked around panicked,

What do I do. What do I do, I don't want to go to that basement again I don't I don't. I saw the pizza cutter lying on the ground I grabbed it and looked over my shoulder, chucking the pizza cutter at him. He yelled in pain, "You little bitch!" I looked at his face, a cut was deep on his right eyebrow going diagonally down his nose, his face was almost painted completely red cause of gushing blood. I shot onto my knees and spun around gripping the butcher knife, I pressed it against his jawline.

"This is goodbye, I hate you for all the stupid shit you did to me." I growled pushing the knife in and across. He put his hands over the gash I caused, and he gurggled. His eyes full of panic, he put his right hand on the ground and left hand on the gash. Red dripping down his fingers, and his neck. I sat there watching, then a blood curtleing scream cuts through the air. I turned around, my mother was standing there. Mouth covered in terror she was already running past me, grabbing for the phone, she pressed some buttons and scaredly screamed things into the phone. She was sobbing now, tears falling down her face. She put the phone back on the holder. Then knelt down to my dad and felt his arms and bloody neck,

"You....what have you done." She asked tears rolling down her face. She touched his face, looking at my work, her tears were coming more faster now, she glared at me, watery eyed.

"This wasn't supposed to happen! This...this went out of order! You....you-" She was cut off by sirens. She sighed, a relief sigh. I heard footsteps approaching, then the door busted open.

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