It Goes Wrong

I have been waiting for this weekend for weeks and now that it's finally here I am so excited. My parents are going away for the weekend and they are letting me stay home alone even though they are leaving my little sisters Alice and Ellie and my little brother Johnny with some friends of ours. I can not believe it; two days with the house to myself. And mom even said that I could invite some friends over.
As soon as my parents leave I text my friends Maddy, Angela, and Opal, Maddy's boyfriend Nathan, and my close guy friend and crush Ryker. They all arrive within about an hour and a half, each of them bringing snacks and drinks for the night. It starts to rain pretty hard soon after all my friends arrive so I turn on some music and we just hang out for a while, talking and playing games and having a really great time.
It's about 10:30 and we are getting ready to start a round of karaoke when we hear a loud knock at the door. Ryker turns down the music for me while I get up to answer the door. There is nobody out there but sitting on the porch in the rain is a rather large box. I pick the box up and carry it over to my kitchen table, take a pair of scissors from Nathan and open it up. Inside the box are my three cats, Bingo, Wally, and Yazzy dead, decapitated, and laying in their own blood.
We are all standing there around the box when suddenly this voice tells us that we are next. Slowly we turn around and standing just inside the door is a middle-aged man, he is all scruffy and dirty looking, and he's dripping wet but the most noticeable thing about him were his hands. There was a knife in one hand and a saw in the other, but it wasn't what was in them that was noticeable, it was the fact that they were covered completely in scars as of he had committed these acts before. Suddenly another man identical to the first steps out from behind Scar-Hands and points a gun in our direction. There is a look in his eyes that leaves no room for any doubt, we are all going to die tonight. Scary-Eyes tells us four girls to sit on the couches while Scar-Hands and himself grab Nathan and Ryker. They lead them to the middle of my living room, where not even 20 minutes ago we were setting up for our karaoke. From a bag that he had set by the door, scary eyes pulls out a knife and saw for himself. As if they have practiced this, which I have no doubts that they haven't, they plunge their knives down into the hearts of the guys and kill them. All of us girls scream but quickly shut up when Scar-Hands grabs the gun and points it at us. As the two men start sawing off not just their heads, but the limbs of the guys as well Angela pulls out her phone to call the police but it is dead. So Opal and myself then check our phones but there is no signal at all. Maddy then goes to check her phone only to realize that it was left sitting on the table with no way of getting to it.
Just as she comes to this realization Scary-Eyes and Scar-Hands stand up and grab her and Angela. As they repeat the process on the two of them, Opal and I cling to each other. In the course of about an hour we went from having a super awesome chill night with no parents to a real life horror movie in which we have watched very close friends be slaughtered like animals. They finish the horrifying process with Maddy and Angela way too soon and stand up. This time they only grab Opal. They kill and tear her apart in a matter of minutes and then they grab me.
As they pin me down I know that this time it is going to be different. They're doing it with more care. They have forced me to suffer through watching my closest friends be murdered and torn apart. They slowly and with very careful precision lower their knives to each of my arms and carve foreign symbols into my skin. It hurts so bad and I'm screaming and struggling but still they continue. Once both of my arms are completely covered in these symbols they take their saws and cut off my ears. I scream from pain and I'm crying so much that the puddle of blood that I'm laying in just mixes and turns pink. Then, as if I haven't suffered through enough horrors already, they plunge the tip of knife into my left eye and pluck it out. So many different parts of me hurt by now that I'm not sure what part I'm screaming and crying for the most. Through my muffled and broken hearing I hear myself start to beg for mercy. For them to just please kill me. After a few minutes of begging, Scar-Hands takes pity on me and raises his knife, but instead of plunging it into my heart, he stabs my stomach. Then men both stand up and look at me for a moment before pulling out bottles of lighter fluid from the backpack and spraying it all around. They drop the empty bottles on the floor, pick up the bag and walk over to the door.
As they're walking I realize that they aren't going to kill me. They are going to just let me bleed out and set the house on fire and let it consume all of us. As they open the door I feel the coldness from outside hit me and I'm reminded of what tonight was supposed to be, just a fun hang out between friends. I hold on to those few hours of fun as Scar-Hands lights and drops a match into the puddle of lighter fluid and walks out the door. I know I'm going to die so I want however long I have left to be filled with the good memories of today rather than just the events that transpired over the past couple of hours.

The End.