Petunia

I pulled into my driveway in the middle of the night there were no stars, no clouds, I couldn't even see the moon. As I pulled in the driveway the porch light went out, my headlights went out and then all of a sudden the lights came back on and my 6year old sister Petunia was standing directly in front of my car. Her blonde hair a matted mess, looking down, wearing a torn old white gown. She slowly looked up looking straight into my eyes, her eyes were black, it felt like she was piercing my soul. She slowly raised her hand, snapped her fingers and instantly the clear silent night broke into a rowing, raging storm so loud and bright it was unbelievable. I was petrified. I couldn't move. She just kept standing there staring at me. Then in one quick motion she jolted at me, I couldn't breathe at this point. Petunia slowly opened my car door and reached out to me. I could see her better now she was pail almost completely white and you could see all her veins. It was like she wasn't even human anymore. As she was reaching out to me she said "Take my hand it will all be ok." She said it so sweet and innocent I couldn't help but to take her hand. I mean she was still my sister...I think...I took her hand and she lead me out of the car into the house, and what I saw before me was so horrifying and terrible and I knew that was probably just the beginning. I fainted. Petunia woke me and said so sweetly "Come say hello to the family." I trembled in fear. "Here's Daddy." She said pointing to my Father's lifeless body that lay on the couch. His was ripped out, there was a large deep gash on his head, and bruises and tiny cuts all along the rest of his body. "Time to move on? Let's see Mommy." She asked me like everything was normal. How could she have no emotion at all about any of this?? I thought as I stood there staring at my Dad and feeling my heart break and fall into my stomach. Petunia took my hand and lead me to my Mother. My Mom's hands and feet were tied together behind her back, her stomach was slit open and her organs and intestines were ripped out and strung out around her, as she lay on the opposite couch from my Dad. Again I felt my heart break and sink. "Did you do all this?..." I said in a shaky voice. "Yes. Now come." She replied flatly but yet sweetly at the same time. Petunia took my hand once again, and she was leading me to my brothers room. We walked through his door way. There was blood everywhere, his head was hanging on the antlers on his wall. Then I see my 10 year old brother's headless lifeless body hanging upside down by his toes with duck tape from the celling, blood pouring out his throat, and he had large gashes and welts along his arms and leg. Petunia took my hand and said to me "I have one more room to show you. Come." She lead me to her room where I see my 2 dogs, 4 cats, and bird nailed to the wall. Then I realize there's blood all over the floor and the animals heads had been switched Petunia had ripped their heads off and put them on different body's. I stood there frozen with no words. How could my sweet innocent sister do all of this? All of a sudden I was ripped away from my trance by a sharp pain to my face. Petunia had slapped me. Hard. "DO NOT IGNORE ME!" She screamed at me. "But I didn't know..." She cut me off "SHUT UP!" She screamed. I fell silent, then she jolted towards each of the animals ripping their hearts out. Blood was going everywhere. She ran and jolted across the rest of the house ripping my family's hearts out, blood splattered the walls and everywhere else, the house smelled of blood, decay, and death. "How could you?..." I asked quietly in a shaky voice. Once again she screamed shut up at me but this time I could feel the hatred in her voice, again I fell silent. Petunia walked up behind me smiled at me and sweetly said "It's ok." Then she put a knife to my throat. "Any last words?" She asked she said it like it was nothing like she wasn't about to take her own sister's life. Then right as she was about to slit my throat I pulled the gun out of my back pocket where I always keep it for self defense and put it to Petunia's head and told her "You killed your family. And you act like its nothing. So you take my life, I take yours." With that said I pulled the trigger. Petunia slapped the gun right before the bullet came out and I was shot. I fell to my knees still half alive, there was blood rushing out of my head I could feel myself slipping away. A sharp pain came to my right shoulder, Petunia kicked me over I fell on my back. Petunia stood over me smiling, her smile no longer innocent but evil and wicked. She blinked and her eyes turned blacked then before. "You're not my sister. You're a demon." I said bitterly choking on my own blood. "You're right. I'm not you're sister." She said as she bent over and in one quick motion ripped my heart out. I saw my own blood splatter everywhere, and everything went black.