My Hartes Full of LOVE

Y/n was a kind and gentle soul until.

Mom:-blood curtailing screen-

You rush downstairs and see you father stabbing you mom repeatedly.. she had died infront you. He smiled Evily. How could he. He walked towards you, knife in hand covered in blood. He was gonna stab you till you stabbed him in the forehead killing him. But instead of crying. You smiled. It felt good. So good, the sound of bones cracking and his voice screaming in agony. That was your start of genocide felling.