I was 8.....
The goriness of killing was my disgust.
The knife was my fear.
The screams were my pain.
The blood was my nightmare.
After that accident I had.....
I saw the victims......
Lying dead on the floor...
Lifeless corpses....
Blood splattered on the walls and floors....
Who could have done this?
Me?.....
Yes......you are right.....
Innocence was within me back then....
Following orders of..... Who knows?.....
Nightmares possessing my body.....
Whispering.....
I was a killer....
You may call me.....
I ran away from my own victims....
I was afraid....
Afraid of myself....
My own hands killed....
Guilt and tears filled me....
I ran back to my Danny....
The only person who took care of me.....
My own brother......Danny.....
Our parents were killed long ago....
Danny couldn't high school....
He dropped out and tried to support us.....
Yet the bills came and our house was taken away.....
We lived in the streets.....
Yet.....
We were happy being together.....
I pursed my lips.....
I ran crying into his arms...
"Danny!" I mumbled.....
Tears streaming down my cheeks....
"Danny!" I repeated....
"What is it?" He asked.....
"Danny....." I was loss of words.....
He pulled me away slightly...
He saw the blood of innocent people....
On an innocent child....
But would you call me innocent?!...
Of course you won't!....
He sighed and hugged me....
"He whispered again." Danny mumbled....
"Who?" I looked at him surprised....
He stayed silent....
"Do you know who's doing this to me?!" I asked.....
"My sir...." He simply said...
He hugged me again this time with tears....
"I love you Ashley, take care of yourself ok?" He said.
I couldn't understand....
Of course..... I was dumb before....
I couldn't see it....
VOUS LISEZ
Hidden sanity
Mystère / ThrillerNever have I thought that I would loose my will. Never would I think to hold a knife. Never have I thought I would laugh at.... It wasn't disgust but pleasure. Thank you slenderman..... But emptiness of a lonely heart.... Thank you masky for loving...
