The names Michael Blaze, i'm 17 year old male, caucasian, who lives in Northern California in a small house off of Crown Street. I live with an abusive mom and a father, who rarely ever comes home because he's always out drinking, and then there was my little brother, Kyle. I lived a life that no kid would want to remember, a life that made any possible hope of finding any good in people vanish. It started one chilly morning when I was woken up by my little brother Kyle who was crying. I sit up confused and without realizing it I pull Kyle into a hug. "Whats wrong Kyle?". "Why are you crying?". Kyle looks up at me with bloodshot eyes from what could have been from an hour of crying supposedly. "Michael *sniffle* mom and dad are gonna try and give you to another family". Suddenly I wasn't tired anymore, "wait what?". "Why are they going to give me away?". Kyle sits quietly then answers, "they say that they don't want to have to take care of you anymore now that mommy will be having a baby soon". "I heard them say that you were just a burden and that you weren't worth taking care of". Staring at Kyle not completely shock knowing that they always disliked him and always knew that they regretted having him as a son, "I wont let that happen so don't worry Kyle". "I watch as Kyle starts walking out the room still sniffling, "ok big brother I trust you know what to do", then Kyle disappears from view as the door is closed. Sitting quietly I began thinking to myself, "how can they do this?. "I mean ya I know they dont like me and I know they beat me because they say I did something wrong". "But to give away there own son! WHY!". Suddenly from the pit of his stomach Michael feels hot anger inside him boiling up. ("Whats this feeling?), I think to myself...why do I...why do i feel like judgment needs to be brought upon my family? Body shaking, I noticed my fist were clenched into a tight ball. "Do I really want to?". I jump as I heard a voice come from out of nowhere, and then realizing that it was inside my head. I carefully listen when the voice starts talking to me, "Michael...Michael...Michael you know what you want to do.", "You want to murder them". "You want to bring judgement upon them". Feeling calmness from the voice I realized that what it was saying was true. "Your right...they need to be judged for their actions". "I will judge mother for abusing and torturing me my whole life, I will judge father for wanting to give me away and never being there when I most needed him", "and kyle...we will soon find his faults". Suddenly the door bursts open causing me to jump, and as I looked I noticed father standing there with an angry look on his face ("must have drunk too much this time" i think to myself). But actually to my suprise I realized by the look in his eyes that he didn't drink this time...(somethings wrong here). I looked once again and saw father walk over and grab my right arm in an iron-grip. "GET UP YOU WORTHLESS PEACE OF CRAP". Getting pulled with great force I was dragged out of my room. *Bang*. I was slammed into a wall with great force that it caused some nearby picture frames to topple over. "LISTEN HERE BOY!". I looked up now realizing that blood was coming from my head but try to ignore it as father spoke. "We were going to give you away to another family..that was the original plan, but we decided that a piece of crap like you shouldn't be allowed to ruin the lives of other families". Blood trickling down my forehead I continue to sit quietly as father continued. "So instead of giving you away we decided to dispose of you...". (Wait...what!??? is he talking about killing me?"). Then I hear it again, the voice. ("He will kill you. "You need to act fas.." But the voice was interrupted as I take a look to see mother walking in holding a bottle of beer. "Dear?". "Yes honey I told him". The two of them looked each other in the eyes knowing automatically what to do next. I watched as they slowly leave the room heading in the direction of the garage. ("You gotta act fast Michael"). (Go to the kitchen and grab whatever you can use to protect you"). Quickly, I stand up and run over to the kitchen. "Ah here", I grabbed the two biggest knives i could find and slide them quietly into the back of my pockets" then I quickly run over to the light switch and flicked it off just as a heard footsteps walking up to the door. I quietly hide behind the door knowing that I won't be seen. I see the door open slowly and my parents walk in. I took notice that father was holding a chainsaw and mother was holding a large plastic bag. The two adults stopped in there tracks as they noticed the lights were off. "Huh? why the hell are the lights off!?". Father walks over to the switch and flicks it back on, but didn't notice that I stood next to him holding a blade to his throat until I pressed it slightly into his throat". "OW WHAT THE HEL..." But I didn't let him finish as I heard it again, ("kill him") and I swiftly move the blade across his throat slicing it open, "You have been judged". I watched quietly as his body drops like a lifeless doll and the chainsaw falls out of his hands. ("Good now two more to go"), I realized at that moment that I actually was enjoying the feeling of me murdering my father and now I was getting excited when I realized mother will be next. As silent as possible I walk into the room mother was in and saw her sitting on the couch. (She noticed me!) I stop in my tracks as she looks up at me with a wicked smile. She noticed the two blades in my hands were bloody, "You killed him didn't you!?", she had an angry look now no longer smiling. Suddenly to my shock she pulled out a gun, a magnum, that I didn't notice before and pointed it right at me. ("YOU NEED TO THROW YOUR KNIVES BEFORE SHE PULLS THE TRIGGER!"), (ok, ok lets hope I hit my target though). "You no longer are crap but are a dead man" , she takes aim and fires. Too late...I immediately knew to duck and roll out of the way. Out of instinct I threw both my knives at her. *THWAP* "HUH!?", mother looks and notices the two blades were now deep inside her skull. I looked as she dropped to the ground. "You have been judged". ("Excellent now one more person to judge"). Now its time to find Kyle....
To be continued...
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"World of No Pain":
HorrorA story about the origins of "Eyeless-Jack". A young boy once known as Kyle now called Jack tries to survive the wrath of a dark master and by doing so embarks himself in a journey as a newborn killer. With the murder of his family and brother He se...
