The Pain she suffers

Chapter Three

      My footsteps echo through the woods, my car lights casting a dim light from behind me. A black bag grasped in my hands tightly as I pull and grunt. Just me, a body and the trees. It's quite and dark as I try to find a spot deep enough in the woods to bury my mother. My face is still stained with tears and my head hurts but my heart is filed with a unexplainable void. I can't tell if the feeling is happiness but I like it.

      After about twenty minutes of walking into the woods in a straight path I make a left and start walking that way. The stars illuminate just enough light for me to see where I am going, I reach a spot that I'm sure no one will find. I watch enough crime shows to know that many people mess up by not burying the body deep enough, I won't be that person.

      I drop the body bag onto the ground and grab the shovel I brought with two hands. I dig until my back feels numb, my hands are sore from gripping the shovel, until my feet feel like their about to snap off. I look into the hole I made and decide that the hole is big enough and steep enough. I drag the body bag over to the hole and roll my mothers dead body into it.

      "I would say goodnight but your going to be down here for way longer than just one night." I say out loud, looking down at her raw beat in face. Her hair is still so pretty though. It's illuminating in the night and bringing out all her beautiful features even though she's dead. Then it hits me. I can just take it. I can take whatever I want because shes dead and i'm in control.

        I jump down into the hole and grab my knife out of my back pocket. "This is going to make a mess." I whisper to myself. "But it's totally worth it." I make a small incision at the front of her head and drag the knife across her forehead. Once I reach one side of her head I turn her to the side and start cutting above the top of her ear, trying to cut around her edges. Black blood starts oozing out of her and onto my hand. That doesn't stop me though.

      I stop cutting to flip her around. I then start cutting at the top back part of her neck and come around  full circle to the front where I started. Her hair falls off, attached to it is a little bit of skin...but it's nothing I can't handle. I look down at my mother and laugh at how ugly she looks. The top of her head is pink and missing a circle of skin. She looks like a pink cone head. Her looking like this is almost enough to make me want to just put her hair back on her head.

      I throw the hair out of the hole and climb up. For the final step before I leave, I must cover up the body with dirt. I grab my shovel and I start taking the dirt I removed and putting it back. After about an hour past I finish, I look around to make sure I'm not leaving anything behind. I check for blood, personal items like a phone anything and there's nothing.

        I grab the hair and run out of the woods and back to my car, I get in and drive back home to get rid of the plastic that I left on the floor. Once I get home I grab the plastic run out into the back yard and start a fire, throwing the plastic into the fire I watch the the plastic melt. I sit in the grass and stare at it until my eyes get heavy and I fall to the ground, falling asleep after a long day.  

Authors note: Okay so the rest of this book is going to be in 3rd person, because It's hard to go into detail about whats happening in first person. I feel like it would be much better in 3rd so that's what I am going to do. This chapter is really short but the next chapter will be a bit longer and have more details.  I hope you enjoy so far because I honestly feel like I can make a better book but I don't want to abandon this book and start a new one. So, I'm going to finish this one then make a new one but be sure to vote and comment if you do enjoy.  

~Zaniyah 🥴🥰