There was a family of 5, Clarah was the mum, Lilly was 16, the eldest, Isabell was 10, almost 11, Mike was 4 and Ginger was 2, she was a cat. The mum was always yelling at everyone, including Ginger. She yelled at Lilly because she was never at home, she yelled at Ginger because she was always asking for food, she yelled at Mike because always hurting and screaming at everyone and she yelled at Isabell for every reason possible. But one night Isabell got sick of her constantly yelling at everyone, so she decided to put an end to it. She would wait until the perfect night to strike. It was Monday night and Isabell was exited, she had put a sleeping pill in her mum's drink so that she wouldnt wake up for a long time. When she knew her mum was asleep, Isabell crept out of her room, whent into the kitchen and took the biggest knife out of the stack, snuck into her mums room and ended her life. The knife slid so easily into her back. Isabell grinned. It felt so good for her. For once, she was happy.
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My Old Stories
Short StoryThese are the old stories I've written in my childhood. The first 7 I wrote when I was about nine or ten, roughly. I'm giving you these stories completely raw. I haven't fixed anything, corrected anything, or changed anything since I first wrote th...
