9:00 AM, Tuesday September 25th
I had left a note. I was saving my daughter's life. I walked down the road until I got there. 2234 Oak Street. I walked inside, and waited.
10:00 AM, Tuesday September 25th
I saw a figure enter the room, and I stood from the chair I was in. My mother. I was in complete shock.
"Mom? Your K?"
"Katelyn is my middle name, Savannah. You should have know it would have been me. I didn't want to use Magenta since it was obvious."
I nodded in agreement.
"Why would you threaten to kill your own grand daughter?"
"I had to get you here somehow."
I nodded. Also true. The conversation continued until she sent me home. My mother murdered my father.
1:00 PM, Tuesday September 25th
I was at home, sighing to myself. I scrubbed the walls, and fixed the furniture in the living room. I had the whole house cleaned, and I was shuffling through the family pictures I had. Half of the Frashell family was dead. My father, who my mother killed, and my sister, who I killed. I had a reason. Mom didn't. I sighed, and put the box of pictures back after a long time. I didn't want the kids knowing about how much my family meant to me. I had them. My mother was the only other person left. Unless they had a son I didn't know. I stopped, and grabbed the box again. I dug through it, finding a picture of my parents holding a baby boy, and my mother pregnant. It seemed to be a family photo while my mother was pregnant with me. The year was older than I am. My mothers picture box held secrets.
I have an older brother.
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Dedicated to @potterwags812 since you wanted to see who K was :)