The middle child

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I sit in my room drawing as I hear my mom and dad fighting in the living room. I feel mad my dad is a alcoholic and my mom is a drug user they both beat me till I'm black and blue. They never hurt my little brother or older sister only me they hate me I'm never wanted. My dad bangs on my door yelling and swearing he bursts down my door. He runs at me full speed and hits me off my bed I try not to cry fighting back the hot tears. He starts kicking me "you little shit" he yells "you ate the leftover fat ass."My mom is in the doorway looking at me with a stoned look in her eyes. My dad punches me in the gut making me vomit. My sister and brother stand there making fun of me I feel hate and anger fill my head. My dad gets up and walks away "you ever eat the leftovers you will pay" slamming my door closed I look and my drawing witch is covered in my blood from my nose I crawl into bed and cry my self to sleep. I wake up at midnight with a bad ringing in my ears stump ling out of bed I slowly walk to my door I hear someone outside my door. I open the door to see no one I walk to the bathroom and I take a small butter knife out of my pocket. "No don't this doesn't help it's no good It will not make you feel better" I say to my self softly. I hear someone calling my name "Lucy" a soft gurgled sound from outside of the door. I walk out the bathroom door looking around I see a light coming from the kitchen. I walk down the cool wood steps to the kitchen the ringing in my ear gets louder I start hearing someone say "kill them" I look around the kitchen for someone but no one is there. I look at the knife block I look at the biggest knife there. I walk over an pick it up feeling the cool blade I cut small smiley faces on my hands feeling the blood drip off my hands I feel good. I hear someone coming I turn off the light and hide with the knife still in hand. I see the big bulk of my dad walking down I smile and chuckle a little he hears me. Who's out of bed he was past me taking off one of my socks I roll it up. Jumping onto my dads back I but the sock in his mouth he falls hard hitting his head on the ground. I sit on top of him daddy why don't you love me I shove the sock down more in his mouth making him choke. He hits me off him he try's to stand up but I bite into his leg making him fall back in pane the muffled crys from him make me chuckle. Looking at him I say "daddy would you like something to eat" he punches me in the face I feel blood start dripping from my nose. With the knife I cut his fingers off the muffled screams make it even better. I start punching him in the face over and over I hear cracking sounds. My hands covered in blood I lick my fingers "just like jam" I say giving out a few more chuckles I take the knife down his soft beer gut and start cutting him open his eyes turned a whiter color "shit no more fun." I say walking back up standing outside my moms room. "Mommy" I say softly "can I come in" I open the door she looks up to see me covered in blood she is about to scream but I shove the blood covered sock in her mouth. She try's to fight me but I take the butter knife I had and shoved it into her arm her muffled cry's and screams make me smile "sister is after you so we have to make this fast." But just then my sister walks in I look at her and smile "hello sister" I say as I take the butter knife out of mom and start to dig out her eyes not braking the gaze me and my sister shared. I stand up and she starts to run I throw the knife into her back making her fall down hitting her head off the banister she falls on her back making the knife go all the way into her and out the other end. I turn her over an take the knife out of her back poor sister. I cut down both sides of her arms making her cry but she couldn't scream she tried but she gurgled on the blood pool in her mouth. Taking the knife I stab her till she doesn't move then I walk back into moms room "sorry mommy I'm back." she is kicking around as blood flows out of her eye sockets I take the sock out of her mouth before she could scream I cut the roof of her mouth. Cutting all the way up her legs and arms she try's to scream but keeps swallowing blood I break the leg off the wood chair in her room and start bushing up her belly she starts to cry blood I feel a heard thing in her and bush up with more force all her insides spew out of her mouth. Looking at her heart the slowly beats I pick it up "it's not a black hole...yet" I rip her heart out and blood flows onto the bed . I walk to my brothers room where I open the door looking around I don't see him. I try hearing his breathing then I hear a soft sound behind me he jumps on my back and bites my arm. Hitting him in the face with the back of the knife I brake his nose he starts to cry so I take him by the hair to make him stand. " when you see mom dad and sister tell them hush its over" I cut my brothers neck open and let the blood cover the floor I drop his dead body. I light the house on firer and slowly walk away into the night people haven't even tried looking for me not a single person alive...

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 13, 2014 ⏰

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