Killed by words

I think I'm going a bit insane

After Courtney's death I didn't feel any bit of guilt that should of being weighing up on me. Finding out I had these powers I realised I could make the world better by killing the people who did wrong. The people who made me suffer my whole life. This doesn't make me a bad person, right?

I can't tell anyone about these things I can do, not even my brother. I need to stay down low so no one knows it's me. I mean, I'm not actually killing them. Not with my bare hands at least. I'm just saying a few words and the rest is done for me. I need to try it out again just to confirm it's real.

I felt sick once again. I guess this is a downfall from my abilities, making my stomach hurt.

School was cancelled today as many parents complained about people getting murdered and they were worried for their childs safety. I liked the feeling of control. Everyone is scared of me and I'm no longer the one afraid.

I was hoping for a lay in today for my day off. However, that didn't go to plan as I woke up to my mother sitting on the end of my bed.

"Hey, what do you want?" I said, softly rubbing my tired eyes.

"Do you know anything about these murders?" She asked with no facial expressions.

"No, I swear. If this is about the conversation that happened while you were on the phone, it wasn't me. There was some drama going on with some classmates, so, i got distracted." I lied.

She looked at me and nodded her head before walking out of my room. That was close, I thought.

I spent the rest of the day making a list of everyone who did me wrong in the past few years to when I was just a small baby.

"This is not insane, I am not insane." I said, once again lying.