Chapter 5: Running From my Mistakes (Edited)

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I stand up and look over my abusers still warm lifeless body, disgusted by the type of person he was

I wipe some of the blood off the scissors onto my pants and make my way over to the door unlocking it and opening it quietly to not disturb my next victim

I creep up behind her and lean in close

"Mommmmmmmyy" I whisper eerily into her ear, startling her, she jumps a bit letting out a small shriek

She turns around in her chair and looks at me with horror in Her eyes, from seeing my blood splattered form she leans slightly to the left of me,

to see her husbands dead body laying on the floor of the small room,

blood splattered everywhere with a pool forming under him

I giggled a little as she stumbles out of her chair backing away from me slowly, I soon corner her by the sink in the kitchen whispering softly

"dear mommy why don't you love me?, dear mommy why weren't you there for me?, dear mommy why did you let him hurt me?, dear mommy why didn't you care?"

I leaned in close to her, her heart bead so quick and loud I can almost hear it

"dear mommy why didn't you live?"

I plunged the scissors into her chest missing her heart due to her jerking away trying to dodge the blow but failing

she collapses to the floor, a gurgling sound escaping her mouth along with blood as she starts to scream, I crouch down next to her

"God damn woman your so fucking loud, we should fix that"

I take the scissors and open them, using one end to drag across her throat causing a deep gash to start spewing blood and her screams to die down to quiet gurgles as she chokes on blood

Her body twitches as she attempts to take another breath but failing

I get up grabbing my scissors throwing them into the sink causing blood to splatter on to the shinny metal

Turning around I look over what I've done

"Shit and I just cleaned too" I curse out

I quickly turn and run up to my room grabbing a duffle bag I hurriedly pack a few changes of clothes, my hair brush and phone charger,

I then run to the master bed room grabbing all the money they had in there shoving it in to the bag as well, ultimately finding around $500

Running back downstairs I start filling my bag with non perishable food not knowing how long I'll be on the run for

As I zip up my bag I hear police sirens in the distance

"shit" I whisper

"fucking neighbors must have called, the god damn bitch wouldn't stop screaming"

I grab my bad and run out the back door into the woods, ducking low as I cross the yard so I'm not seen

it was starting to get dark so it was hard to see where I was going in the woods causing me to get a lot of cuts and scrapes from tree branches hitting me as I ran.

"I'm completely and utterly fucked what is wrong with me, I cant believe I actually killed someone! Two someone's for that matter,

I was fucking right about a serial killer being in the fucking house little did I fucking know it was me,

oh shit shit shit I'm gonna go to jail, cut my hair and get a tattoo,

my new name will be changed to parent murderer and my cell mate big Burtha is gonna make me her bitch,

fuck what is wrong with me and my imagination god damn" I yell at my self

I run faster hearing shouting in the distance when I sudden come across a small house, not caring who or whats in side I barge in looking for a place to hide

I look around and spot a bed room with the door open, quickly running inside the room I close the door and slide under the bed, my body shaking with adrenaline as I try to calm my breathing

Once my heart calms down and my breathing gets quieter I here arguing voices approach the house

"God damn it did you leave the door open again?" A mans irritated voice rings out

"I could have sworn I shut it, must have something to do with those cops running around" another man growls out

I hear one of them hum "maybe a little bird flew in, ill deal with it, you go make sure the cops don't find this place" the second man says

I then hear foot steps leaving and the front door closing as another pair enters

"I know your here little bird, we are going to have some fun"

I hear the second man sing out into the near empty house

I cover my mouth as tears silently pour down my face

"Shit"

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