~Weeks pass~
I think the children are getting suspicious, I haven't really talked to them at all in two weeks they always look at me with confused eyes. I have just been staring at a wall thinking about what I did to John and laughing from time to time but mostly just staring at the wall, there is nothing on this wall just dust. I've been counting the logs each day trying to keep my sanity but it is slowly fading. What's so bad about losing your sanity? You just stop feeling things and you are obviously happier. I feel like I lost it a long time ago, right when I saw my mother lying on the kitchen floor blood spilling out if her like a fountain. I still remember every thing from that morning, that awful awful morning. Ah fuck it, fuck everything! I don't need any more of this shit fuck this fuck that fuck everything! They are just stupid little children who think they know everything and they are smarter then their own fucking mother. Well I'm pretty sure they ain't!
"HahahahhaHAHAHAhahaha ha ha ha!" I keep laughing at the wall soon enough Lilly is standing behind me.
"Um, Mother?" She trails off a bit looking down at her feet. "Where has John went? We haven't seen him in a long time." She questions, I stop laughing I stay still, staring into the void of the wall, picturing Johns death playing it over and over, damn am I proud about what I did to him.
"Mother? Where is John?" James adds in. They keep looking at me trying to see what is going on in my mind.
"We were born to rage." I laugh still looking at the wall remembering every murder I have done all these years leading up to my fathers murder, I giggle a little bit when I think of my little sisters murder. It's Just a bunch of cunts and bastards. I must never stop killing it's so much fun! I feel like it's a great hobby, I'm ridding the world of cunts and bastards there is a lot of cunts and bastard in this damn world we will never be fully rid of them, every minute a new one will be born. One more to kill.
"Mother!" James yells at me, he jumps in front of me I just keep laughing. All of a sudden he starts slapping me! How dare he slap his own mother! He is such a spoiled little brat. I stop laughing I look deep into his eyes, he looks horrified and he better be because I'm about to open a can of whoop ass on him. I stand up he slowly shrinks to the ground, I grab my knife by the blade ignoring the fact that I'll slice my hand open I have to teach another cock muffler a lesson. Don't fuck with me.
"Mother I'm sorry I slapped you, we are worried about you I had no other choice." he pleads trying to get out of the beating. It's no use I start pounding the knifes handle into his face harder and harder for each impact I cannot stop it's such a thrill.
"Mother! Please stop!" he screams in agony. I'm not fucking stoping he can scream all he wants but I'm not going to stop until he learns his fucking lesson! I keep pounding into his face, blood spraying out for each hit Lilly breaks out of her confusion realizes what is going on she jumps on top of James trying to shield the blows but I don't stop I start hitting Lilly as well.
"Mother......please.....stop!" Lilly struggles with her words but I keep bashing the hits into her back brushing her pale white skin little speckles of blood sprawling out.
"Mother...stop! Now!" Lilly struggles to pleads but it's so use, I get in a couple more hits then I just stop. They try to look up at me struggling Lilly tries to get up she stumbles around crawling on the floor I drop the knife and I stair at my hand blood is pouring out from my hand, the thick red liquid drips onto Lilly who is laying at my feet crying
"Why...why...why." she cries over and over at my feet. Why did I do that? Frankly I don't really fucking care! I put my bloody hand on top of her head soaking her hair with my blood.
"Get your brother out of here now." I whisper staring at the wall again.
"But...mother." she mumbles looking up at my face tears rushing from her eyes.
"I SAID NOW!" I scream at her she stumbles to her feet as fast as she can she tries to lift up James but he is to heavy he mumbles something but no words come out. Lilly grabs his arms and drags him out the door. When they are finally out of my sight I start screaming I pick up my knife and I start slicing my face still screaming. Blood streams down my face I start laughing again louder I sit onto the couch and I start stabbing my leg blood starts pouring out. I stop laughing I grab a near by towel I start blotting up the blood from my face and my leg, I apply pressure to all my wounds one at a time. I limp up the stairs to the bedroom, with each step I take I wince in pain. I slump onto my bed and I fall into a deep sleep.
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Lilly POV
Holy fucking shit holy fucking shit holy fucking shit! I'm in so much pain right now! I can't even imagine how James is feeling! Oh god oh god oh god! Mother is furious she has completely lost her mind! James keeps trying to say things but he can't speak at all! She fucking bashed his entire face in, she fucked up my back up I'm surprised I can still move my hair is covered in her blood what is fucking wrong with her? I knew insane but isn't she the one who always yells at us to not hurt our own? Oh god I'm in to much pain to go any longer, I find a couple big rocks I lift James up and I lay him on one if the rocks and I lay on the other winching in pain I turn on to my stomach and I fall right asleep. I don't sleep very long though I get woken up by some near by howling
"Shit!" I whisper getting up from the rock I check if James is still breathing he is so I drag him off the rock and I head to the town. When I reach the town I head straight to the medical tent right when I enter a nun rushes toward me.
"No no no! You get out of here now! Please!" She rushes out with a worried look on her face.
"But why? He's hurt!" I complain.
"You know why!" she pushes me out poking my back out of the doors making me cringe in pain. What the hell was that? Did mother do something? Fuck! What do I do now! James is almost dead my mother has gone completely insane oh god my life is so fucking horrible what even is this? There has to be some other hospital of another medical tent somewhere! Fuck it I'll just go back to the cabin hopefully mother has calmed down a bit. I get the strength to lift up James and I run as fast as I can back to our cabin oh god I'm in so much pain, groaning I put James down and I creak open the door.
"Mother?" I call out no answer. I call out again "mother?" still no answer did she go somewhere? Did she go kill? Whatever I need to help James. I lift him up and I drop him onto the couch he makes a loud groaning noise I kinda just want him to be dead so he won't feel pain any more but he is my brother and even though my hypocritical mother beat him have to death he is family *sigh* we don't hurt our own.
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Anne
HorrorA young girl named Anne had something horrible happen to her family so she spends a year living on the streets of England in 1886 she decides to leave, she gets on a boat and goes to Canada where she meets people who help but also devastate her. She...