Violet

My mother slowly got off my bed, and left the room. My father just stood there, glaring at me. I groaned in pain one more time, then my head all of a sudden stopped hurting. I felt nothing, all I heard was the whispering in my head. I sat up and stared at my father. He shut the door, and quickly walked over to me, and smack me in the face. The only thing that moved was my head, and neck. It didn't hurt. I quickly looked at my dad again, face expressionless. As soon as I looked into his eyes, anger slammed into me. It was the only thing I felt, hatred. Hatred towards this man standing in front of me. "If it wasn't for you we could have more money! Your always in the way! I never even wanted a child! I don't want you!" He spat. My eyes left my father and fell on the knife. I quickly got up and grabbed the knife, and looked down at it. My father took a few steps backwards. I slowly looked up at him, eyes and fingers twitching, and an insanely huge smile on my face.