My heart pounded in my chest as I crept down the hallway and towards the sounds of my mother and father arguing in the bedroom.
This isnt the first time they have argued. Matter fact, this was probably the tenth time. Maybe more. Who knows.
I clutched the white teddy bear, that my mother had gotten me on my eighth birthday, under my arm.
The coolness of the wood floor sent chills throughout my body as I walked barefooted to their bedroom door. I stopped and placed my ear against the dingy white door and listened to the heated argument that my parents were having with each other.
"YOU'RE NEVER HOME AND IM TIRED OF IT!!" I heard my mother yell from within the bedroom.
"SO YOU'RE GONNA LEAVE ME NOW?? IS THAT THE PLAN, VANESSA??!" My father angrily asked.
I grabbed the doorknob and turned it slowly before pushing the door open slightly. I peeked in the bedroom and seen my mom crying as she packed her clothes in this black suitcase that was on the bed.
My father watched her angrily as he chugged down his beer.
"You're not leaving me." He said in a cold tone as he walked over to the nightstand.
"I am leaving you..." my mother told him as she continued to throw clothes in the suitcase. "I'm taking Sincerae with me too."
My father chuckled coldly as he slammed the beer can down on the nightstand.
"Like hell you are," He said with a grim tone to his voice. "You're not taking my daughter anywhere."
"I am. I'm sick of your shit and I refuse to let Sincerae grow up in a toxic environment."
My mother packed up the last of her clothes and zipped up her suitcase before walking towards the door.
I quickly retreated back to my room, where I hid.
"VANESSA!! DONT WALK AWAY FROM ME!"
"IM DONE, LAWRENCE!"
Being the nosey child that I was, I peeked out my room and watched as my dad grabbed my mom by her hair.
"You're not leaving me," He told her as he gave her this icy glare. "Nobody leaves me!"
He grabbed my mom by her throat and just laughed as she tried to fight back. Afterwards, he shoved her down the stairs.
I gasped at the sight and just ran and got in my bed. I threw the covers over myself and laid there in silence as I held the teddy bear close to me until I eventually dozed off.
I eventually woke back up when I heard a loud sawing noise.
With my teddy bear in hand, I got out of bed and crept out my bedroom once again. The sawing noise was coming from my parents bedroom which was odd.
I rubbed my eyes as I staggered down the hall and towards the bedroom door which was already cracked opened.
I pushed the door open and walked in the bedroom, letting the loud sawing noise drown my thoughts away.
All of my mother's clothes were scattered all over the bedroom floor.
"SHIT!" My father cursed from the bathroom.
The sawing noise suddenly stopped, making me become even more curious of what was going on in the bathroom.
Slowly, I began to walk towards the bathroom. Something in my mind was telling me not to go in there and just go back to my room but I brushed it away.
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Mystery / ThrillerSome people enjoy stealing while others enjoy listening to music. Some people enjoy doing art while others enjoy meditating. I, on the other hand, enjoy doing something much darker... My name is Sincerae Baldomer and I'm a killer.....