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Kaitlyn Rodgers | an eye for an eye

I know I shouldn't make this, they could find me if I do. But I just need my story heard, how this all happened. I'm Kaitlyn Rodgers, a normal girl with loving parents from what I thought. My family and I moved from L.A. to Tennessee just because my mom got a new modeling job. I was mad that I had to leave my friends but I didn't complain, it was no use. When we were finally there, I felt a bit happier. The town was rustic and beautiful and people were always walking around and spending time outside. I saw a drive-in movie theater, a mall, and so much more. The car made its way through a gravel road up to a medium-sized house that was painted an off-white with a little garden full of colorful flowers in the front. The anger of leaving my town faded behind and when the car parked, I got out and walked up to the house. My parents had made sure to have the house furnished with our stuff before we came.

"Honey, you can go up to your room and get settled in. I'll get you when dinner is ready," my mother, a tall woman with long black hair to her back and pale grey eyes but always happy, said to me and I nodded and went to my room. I relaxed for a bit reading, listening to music, and texting friends. When my mom finally told me to come and get dinner, I stood up and looked in the mirror placed on a wall by my door. I'm 16, I wore ripped jeans and a grey hoodie, I'm shorter compared to my mother but stronger, I have short copper hair, and I felt happy about how I looked. My eyes are the only weird thing about me. I have heterochromia which is where I have two different colored eyes, one is my mother's pale grey, and the other is my father's bright green. I looked away and headed downstairs.

"So, what are we eating?" I asked.

"Your mother made chili-mac," my father said from my left side. He is a tall and strong man with copper hair and bright green eyes. My mother, even though she was a model, wasn't a trophy wife and knew how to cook and clean. She handed a bowl of chili-mac to me and I sat down and waited as she handed a bowl to my father then headed back to the kitchen to grab her own. When she sat down, she had us say a prayer before eating. The next day, my mom had me try to make friends so I grabbed an eye patch and covered my left eye. I don't mean to hide it, I love my mother's grey eyes but it seems unnatural compared to my father's bright green. I left the house and took a short walk to the mall. With it being a small town everybody knows everyone but when I walked in it felt like all eyes were on me. I rushed to the Hot Topic store and looked at some clothes trying to hide from people but to no avail, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to face two girls, one my height with long brown hair fading to a white, the other taller with ebony hair to her shoulders.

"I have never seen you before, did you just move here?" asked the tall girl.

"Yeah, I'm Kaitlyn and you two are?" I asked the shorter girl.

"I'm Rose and that's Blaire!"

Blaire looks at me with cold eyes and says, "Why do you have an eye patch on?"

"Oh I-" I stumbled over my words trying to make up a lie but before I could, Blaire puts her hand up and said, "Don't lie to me, what are you hiding?"

Rose nodded her head in agreement.

"I- it's just- well-." I keep stumbling over my words. After a moment, Blaire got annoyed so she grabbed the eye patch and ripped it off my face. I recoiled backward confused about why she did that while covering my eye. Then I felt a rage starting to grow in me, a dark and demonic rage.

"Stop covering your eye!" Rose said in a demanding voice. She reached for my hand but with a hard slap, I hit it away. I got distracted and I realized what I had done Blaire grabbed my hand and pulled it away from my face. I was so shocked I had forgotten to close my eye so she ended up seeing the two different colored eyes. Blaire fell back with a terrified face and my rage became stronger but with glee for seeing her scared.

"You freak! What is wrong with your eyes?" Blaire asked in a bitter-nervous voice.

I subsided the anger and ran out of the mall to my house. When I got home, I ran inside past my parents to my room. I sat down and I could still feel the raged filled glee as I close my eyes. I lied on my bed and tried to calm down. I woke up later at night and after a minute I forced myself to sit up. I looked out the window near my bed looking out to the woods. I hear a buzz, quite at first, so I stood up and walked up to the window to see an abnormally tall man with no facial features, who was wearing a black suit. Staring at him made my head hurt, I felt insane because as the buzz got louder, I thought I heard a distorted voice say, "Kill, kill them all." I covered my ears trying to block out the sound but it kept growing until I passed out from the pain. That morning I awakened on the ground of a small pool of blood near where my ears rested. I stood up and left the room. When I looked downstairs, I saw that my mother and father had already left for work. I walked into the kitchen and made breakfast but I found myself staring at the knives many times over the course of making my food. I ate and decided to try and go back to the mall. When there, I realized it was a terrible mistake. Right away I spotted Blaire and Rose and they spotted me. They walked up to me quickly with anger in each step.

"Don't you move freak!" Blaire shouted as the girls made their way to me. I froze and the anger started to grow again. When they finally reached me, the girls started to call me things like 'Scaredy Cat' and 'Freak'. As they continued to torment me, the anger turned to rage automatically and without thinking, my feet spread to a fighting stance, and then I threw a left-hook right in Blaire's face. She tripped off to the side and when she faced me, I saw her lip quiver in horror as blood ran down from it. I felt the glee mix into the rage and I loved it. Rose tried to back away but I grabbed her head and quickly brought it down to my knee to meet her face. When she lifted her head, her nose had blood running down it and the happiness for her pain grew stronger. Then all of a sudden, I looked over to see the cops running towards us. I froze and faced them, no backing out of that.

After the interrogation and the yelling from my parents, I sat in my room. Through an hour or two of me watching tv, I heard the buzz. I raced to the window and faced the unknown thing as I let the buzz grow louder and the distorted voice said "Kill the girls." I felt confused but then I understood who he meant. He continued with, "They live in the same house together. I'll guide you." The thought of getting revenge brought back the same amazing anger I'd been feeling and I smiled insanely.

"Tell me where," I whispered, and he answered and right away. I changed into a pair of shorts and a hoodie and then snuck downstairs to grab the biggest knife I could find. I left the house and ran to Blaire and Rose's house with this newfound strength and speed. When I made it to the house, I found an open window and snuck in. I quietly searched through the house for the girls. I found Blaire's room and with her asleep in her bed, I crept up to the bed and flicked her forehead. Her eyes slowly opened but they stay closed enough for her to only see rays of light. She asked, "What is it, Rose?"

I didn't answer, I just smiled.

"Answer me Rose!" she whispered in a hushed yell but I still didn't answer. When she opened her eyes a little more, she noticed me and fell silent. She sat up and tried to back away.

"Wha-what do you want? I don't have any money." I leaned my face close to her eyes and when they met, she went pale as I lifted up the knife and plunged it into her heart. She fell back and I looked at her saying, "An eye for an eye." I took the knife and reached it up to her face before I cut out her left eye causing blood splatters on me but I kept going. When I was done, I put the eye in my pocket and walked to find Rose's room. This time I wanted to inflict more fear so I called out to her.

"Rose, oh Rose! I want to have a talk!" I heard moving so I walked right to the room the sound was coming from.

I grinned as I say, "I found you, Rose."

I walked up to her and pushed her back. As she tried to run away, I pushed her to the ground and she let out a scream. I held up the knife to tease her but after a few times, I got bored and plunged the knife into her eye. Blood splattered on me and anything else it could reach. She screamed and tried to get away but as soon as I had ahold of her eye, I plunged the knife into her heart. I heard sirens so I ran to find the back door. When I did, I ran into the woods. I ran deeper and deeper finally finding a cabin. When I stopped at the cabin, I came face to face with the tall man. When he looked down at me I say, "Thank you."