Horror stories

The Past

It is 3:00 am.. Friday 13th of May...

I am still wide awake.. crying....

I can still remember that night...

that cruel and unforgetable, horrid experience...

It was the same day as today....

I just got home from school and as expected he'd be drunk again...

This beggan after my mother died in a car accident... I was pretty lucky to survive but she wasnt...

I ignored him as I headed upstairs to my bedroom...

as usual I would wash my face and get ready to go to sleep...

I closed my eyes.... I saw her... my mother... she was wearing a white dress... and she offerred her hands to me... I reached for her hand but I could not reach it.... she faded and then a girl wearing a red dress laughed at me, her laugh was so sharp that it woke me up... as I woke up there he stood infront of me... looking at me disgustedly... My expression was blank....

my hand shivered in horror...

he grabbed my hand and push me against the wall...

I moaned.... then he rushed over me...

and touched me everywhere...

he covered my mouth so that I could not shout... I slapped him... then he got a strong grip on my neck...

he screamed at me...

and told me that I should repay the death of my mother....

I kicked him and run down stairs...

I locked myself in the bathroom... washing myself with a cold water and cried.... I did not cried because he blamed the death of my mother to me.... I cried because I did not beleived that he could do such things to me..

I mean his my father....

I screamed in horror as he tried to open the bathroom door with the chair...

I hide in the corner of the bathroom..

the door knob broke I screamed so loud because he rushed in and kissed me everywhere... I hit him with the shower and ran over to the kitchen... then he grab my hand so I picked up the knife and stabbed him in the shoulder... he screamed then he slapped me... I had no control of the knife... I stabbed him everywhere as I kept on shouting enough....

Suddenly a bunch of police rushed over and pointed the gun at me...

I dropped the knife and kept on saying that I am innocent...

Our neighbor heared my scream and called the police...

Still I was not proven innocent... I was arrested and stayed in jail...

And now every 13th of friday I kept on punishing myself by writting my self with a knife of how many days I have been in this stupid mental  hospital.... I actually dont have any idea why I end up here... I dont even know if all that I have been experiencing did actually happened... hmmm... hmmm... hmm..hmmm...