Death's Bitter Embrace (#Wattys2015)

Prologue

That fateful day was the worst day of my life; I lost everything, my mother, my sister, and, even the will to live, but the hatred for my father kept me going, kept vowing to take my revenge upon him. It must've ran in the family, going insane because after their deaths, I kept hearing their voices in my head that of my mother's and sister's, screaming for me to end his pathetic sad little life of his. To push him to the point where he would wish he was dead.

    I have never forgiven him for the day he took my whole life away. So I did what the voices had said: I found him and callously murdered him.

    Even though my father was dead, I felt like it wasn't enough , I felt like the world had to pay for their sins too, and I would be the one they would redeem themselves to. Yes I am a murderer, a mass murderer, do I like it? Well I wouldn't say I like it, I would say that it is my passion, my hobby, my whole life, I love what I do.