Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26256619-20150331113758

 Cannibal Kid

So, you wanna know how I became his newest toy and lost my sanity? It’s quite simple really, and I can tell you the tale.

All this madness started on that one night. It was a hot summer day in August 2010, in Fladbury, England. It’s a small traditional village that is sited on the banks of the River Avon. I lived with my parents Alex and Sarah, a younger sister Lucy and brother Jamie, in a medium sized house near the river. We moved here 10 years ago when Lucy was born, my name’s Sam, I was 17 then and Jamie was 13.



I was playing League of Legends on my laptop, and I was immersed in it for hours and before I knew it, it was midnight.

With a big yawn, I got ready for bed and went to close my curtains. My room’s window was facing the river so I had a pretty good view of it. Out of the corner of my eyes, I swear I saw what looked like a child playing near the edge of the river. Of what I could see, it was a boy. He turned and looked to my direction, like he was looking right into my eyes.

What the fuck?'' ''

My eyes widened as fear took  over my mind. In my panic I didn’t notice that he turned back to the river, so when I focused again, I saw him jump into the water.

What? Where’d he go? I scanned the water with my eyes, but for minutes I didn’t see any signs of him.

There’s nothing there. Of course. I must have just imagined it. It’s late, and I’m tired. That is the best excuse I could come up with so I just closed my curtains and crawled into bed. The next day, I went to the river just to make sure what I saw was my imagination and nothing else. Thank god I found nothing. No body. No nothing. It was just my imagination, I don’t even know why I made such a big deal out of it.

The next few days went by quietly, I went to my summer job, came home and played League, same routine. That is, until one particular Thursday morning.

After my usual morning shower I got dressed, but as I looked in the steamed over mirror, I could see a small shadow beside me. I looked around the bathroom, but no one was in there with me. I wiped the mirror and there I saw him again. The little boy from that night, the one that jumped in the river.

I saw him looking in from the bathroom door. When I turned to the door, this time he was actually there. My eyes widened and my heart sped up as this feeling of dread took over.

“Hihi.” The boy laughed in a dark child’s voice that somehow sounded very threatening and evil. He then disappeared behind the door.

“Wait!” I stupidly shouted and ran after him. I saw him run down the corridor and into my room. I went after him, but when I got to my room there was no sign of him. He just disappeared into thin air. The window was shut and locked, I checked and there is no other way out of my room other than the door.

“What. . . just happened?” I asked myself quietly as I sat down on my bed. “What was that thing?”

<p class="MsoNormal">It wasn’t human, no it was definitely something else. This time I could make out his features, and it terrified me. He had pale grey skin, shaggy black hair that reached down to his shoulders. He had a child’s frame, big light greenish blue eyes with what looked like dark bags under his eyes. His mouth was the most horrifying of them all though, it reached out to the end of his cheeks with two stitches on each end and very pointy, sharp teeth. He had dark grey three quarter length trousers on and a long sleeve pale bluish green shirt, with pale and dark bluish green striped sleeves and a turtle neck. I’m pretty certain that it was the same thing that I saw jump into the river the other night. But, what does it want from me?

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sam, you’re going to be late if you don’t hurry up!” mom yelled from downstairs.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Be there in a sec!” I shouted back as I stood up. I shook the feeling of dread off as I grabbed my bag and ran down stairs.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You ok dear? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Mom asked concerned as she looked at me from the kitchen.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m fine. I just thought I saw something in the mirror.” I said with a frown.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Don’t stay up so late all the time, and you wouldn’t see stuff, it’s the sleep deprivation playing with your mind.” She said jokingly. And yes, my parents usually blamed it on my insomnia if something happened, or just my clumsiness.

<p class="MsoNormal">I left for work, but all I could think about was him all day. I got home around 3. Finding no one in the house but a note on the fridge saying ''‘We went out for lunch to visit your Auntie Mey. Take care. Love mom.’''

<p class="MsoNormal">I didn’t mind too much as I was used to being left alone. So I just went up to my room. Cleaning myself up and getting dressed, I decided to go downstairs and watch a movie. As I was setting everything up, I heard a crash coming from upstairs that sounded like books being thrown on the floor.

<p class="MsoNormal">Grabbing a baseball bat, I went up to investigate. I heard it again, and this time I could clearly make out that it came from my little sister Lucy’s room. The door was slightly open so I peaked in. Seeing no one from this angle, I cautiously pushed the door in and stepped into the room. What I found made my blood run cold.

<p class="MsoNormal">He was here again.

<p class="MsoNormal">That freaky, grey skinned kid was sitting in the middle of Lucy’s room, with books scattered around him. What freaked me out the most was that, there were six greenish blue and black striped tendrils coming out of his back. I was frozen in the doorway, just staring as his tendrils moved about curling at the ends occasionally.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sam.” He called happily as he turned his threatening gaze on me.

<p class="MsoNormal">“How do you know my name?” I asked shakily clutching the bat so hard my knuckles turned white.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I know everything about you Sam. Your family. . . your fears.” He said amused, as he turned his body fully to face me.

<p class="MsoNormal">“How?” I asked as I took a step back.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Secret.” He chuckled as two of his tendrils held him up, his feet dangling in the air.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What do you want from me?” I frowned.

<p class="MsoNormal">“To play.” He grinned sticking out his black tongue. Before I could reply though, he jumped at me, his arms reaching for my throat. I swung my bat at hit him, but before it connected with his stomach, he turned into some kind of black smoke, disappearing before my eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wha. . . what happened?” I asked dumbfounded, dropping the bat. As I composed myself, I cleaned the books up and left to think everything over in my room. After a mental freak out that lasted at least an hour, I dubbed that kid dangerous. I didn’t know what he was planning with me or when, but I couldn’t put my family in danger. I needed to move out for a while, at least until that whole ordeal blew over.

<p class="MsoNormal">After everyone got home, I explained that I wanted to go to my friend’s for a few days. So when I fell asleep, I didn’t expect to meet him in my dreams.

<p class="MsoNormal">''“Hello Sam.” he sneered down at me from above. We were in a wide teal coloured space, floating. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''“What do you want with me?” I asked defensively. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''“I already told you I wanna play. I’m just here now to tell you the rules.” He snickered as he dropped to my level. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''“Rules? There’s rules?” I asked sceptically. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''“Yes.” He grinned happily. “Rule number 1: no outside help, or there will be consequences.” ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''“Consequences?” I asked alarmed, feeling threatened by his tone of voice. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''“Yes.” He growled amused. “Rule number 2: stay in the allocated grounds of the game, or there will be consequences. Rule number 3: don’t do anything that I don’t want you to or the game will end sooner than you’d like it to.” He growled and sent me a menacing glare. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''“And why should I listen to you huh?” I asked out of the bravery I managed to conjure up. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''“Because I chose you and if you don’t listen I will eat you and your family.” He glared but seeing my sudden fear he gave a fulfilled smirk. “Now be a good boy and play by the rules.” ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''“It’s not like I have any other choice.” I grumbled defeated. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''“Exactly.” He growled happily, then the next thing I know he launches at me and bites my wrist, sinking his sharp fangs into me. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">I let out an ear-piecing cry and I found myself sitting in my bed, cold sweat covering my body. I tried to quiet my erratic heartbeat and panting as I look around my room, only to find it peaceful and quiet. I remembered the bite and looked at my left wrist only to find a teeth shaped injury with blood gushing out of the wound.

<p class="MsoNormal">I quickly ran into my bathroom to treat it, luckily not waking anyone up.

<p class="MsoNormal">Fuck. I hope it won’t get infected. I went back to my room after bandaging it up, thinking over the rules he gave me, it seemed that I couldn’t really ask for help, not that I planned to anyway. I needed to get away from my family. I needed to keep him away from them.

<p class="MsoNormal">In the morning I packed all the stuff that I needed and left.

<p class="MsoNormal">I didn’t go to my friend’s as I told my parents, but a motel in the nearest town; Pershore.

<p class="MsoNormal">I needed to figure stuff out, and I did that on my own best, I didn’t want them getting hurt.

<p class="MsoNormal">There were lot of questions running through my mind at that time, like Who is he? What does he want from me? What is he?

<p class="MsoNormal">I went to the Pershore library to see if I could find some info on him. But even after I spent 3 hours there I got no results.

<p class="MsoNormal">That night he appeared in my dreams again. We were in the same place; the only difference was that he looked pissed.

<p class="MsoNormal">''‘I told you to stay in the allocated grounds didn’t I?’ he growled at me with menacing eyes. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''I was frozen in place. The pure rage and blood lust radiating off him paralysed me and at that moment I realised my mistake. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''‘You broke the rules, now you have to pay the price.’ He sneered with a sickly grin. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''‘What are you gonna do?’ I asked with a shaky voice, dreading the answer. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">''‘You’ll see. I suggest you go back home and be a good boy. You don’t want to end the game so soon now do you?’ he asked with sick enjoyment in his voice as he chuckled. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">The next think I knew, he disappeared and I woke up with a jerk of my body and covered in cold sweat again.

<p class="MsoNormal">As I went into the bathroom, I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread and fear.

<p class="MsoNormal">I nearly jumped out of my skin when my phone rang and I hurried to pick it up. I saw the caller ID to be my mom, and I quickly picked up with the feeling of dread doubled.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sam! Please come home! Your sister is gone and there’s this message on her wall! I’m so scared!” she shouted frantically as she cried.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wait, calm down and explain what happened.” I said panicking as I paced the room.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I was woken up by her scream and as me and your dad ran into her room, all we found was a messed up room and a message on the wall.” She cried, her voice shaking.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Fuck. I’ll be home as soon as I can.” I said desperately.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Please hurry. The message is directed at you. What did you get yourself into Sam?” mom cried worried.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I don’t know. But I will solve this I promise.” I said trying to sound reassuring but I’m sure my shaking voice failed. I ended the call before she can ask any more questions.

<p class="MsoNormal">This couldn’t have been happening. Just because I left home he took Lucy. What if she was dead? What if he hurt her cause I tried to keep them safe? This was all my fault. I needed to fix it. Those where the thoughts that ran through my mind in a panic as I frantically ran around trying to gather all my stuff.

<p class="MsoNormal">As soon as I got home, I ran through the front door and found my parents and little brother in the living room. The air felt really gloomy as dad was trying to calm my crying mom and Jamie was curled up on himself on the sofa.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sam!” dad shouted as he noticed me. “What have you done?! Who did this?!” he shouted angrily.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I don’t know. But I’m trying to figure it out.” I said panicking.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Go look at what that maniac left and fix this. You have to get Lucy back!” mom cried as she stood up and shook my shoulders frantically.

<p class="MsoNormal">I just nodded and ran upstairs towards her room and ran in only to freeze in the door way just staring at the words on her wall.

<p class="MsoNormal">It was written in red. It was blood. Fuck.

<p class="MsoNormal">''‘I’m taking your sister as punishment. Do make sure you behave and play by the rules next time Sam.’ ''

<p class="MsoNormal">“No, no.” I whispered as I sunk to my knees. “Why Lucy? She didn’t do anything. Why not get me. Give her back.” I cried punching the floor.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You shouldn’t have left.” I heard a sinister child’s voice from in front of me. I knew that voice.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You!” I shouted as I jumped up. There he was. Standing in front of me, with arms crossed and a satisfied grin plastered on his face. His clothes were covered in fresh blood.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Give Lucy back!” I shouted angrily, tears still running down my face.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m afraid I can’t do that yet.” He snickered as he put his hands behind his back looking up at me.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What did you do to her?” I asked shakily, fearing the answer.

<p class="MsoNormal">“We played together for a while, and then she didn’t want to anymore.” He said frowning. “So I ate her.” He grinned happily.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wh-what?” I asked shakily, not wanting to believe what he just said.

<p class="MsoNormal">“She was tasty.” He laughed.

<p class="MsoNormal">“No! Give her back! Give me back my little sister!” I shouted as I charged at him out of shock and disbelief.

<p class="MsoNormal">The tendrils appeared out of his back again and he grabbed my wrists with them as I fell on my back and he sat on my stomach.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Get off you monster!” I shouted struggling against him, but he had inhumane strength.

<p class="MsoNormal">“She was fun. So delicious. Her flesh against my tongue and her bones against my teeth. I really did enjoy devouring her.” He whispered in a sinister tone as he grinned down at me.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Why. . . why? Why is it me you do this to? Leave us alone.” I cried as I gave up struggling.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Nope. You’re my new toy. And if you don’t play by the rules I will make it a lot more painful. And there will be nothing you can do about it.” He grinned with a sadistic gleam in his eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">Before I could react, I heard an ear piercing scream. He looked up towards the doorway and grinned.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I have something I need to give back to you.” He said trying to sound innocent.

<p class="MsoNormal">My parents came upstairs after hearing the commotion and were standing in the doorway frozen, with terrified looks in their eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Don’t you dare!” I shouted at the monster but he just held me down with his tendrils as he got up.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Here’s what you’ve been looking for.” He said as he lobbed something at them. I couldn’t see from my position but my mother’s terrified scream told me it was nothing good. I heard her faint as dad threw up.

<p class="MsoNormal">I only noticed what it was when it rolled beside my head.

<p class="MsoNormal">It was Lucy. It was her decapitated head. It was horrible. The terrified look in her dead eyes and blood was everywhere, it poured out from her mouth and her neck. I was so shocked, I couldn’t even react, and I was frozen in place just staring at the head beside mine. I wish I was lucky enough to pass out like mom did. I wouldn’t have had to watch what was to come next.

<p class="MsoNormal">I watched frozen as Jamie appeared in the doorway. Seeing what was going on in there he snapped and attacked him in a desperate spur of the moment. He chuckled letting me go as Jamie got near him, then with his tendrils grabbed his limbs. With inhumane strength he twisted them one by one until there was a sickening snap and the squishy sound of the limb being ripped from its socket. I could only stare as Jamie screamed, being dismembered.

<p class="MsoNormal">He was still alive, screaming and crying as blood spilled everywhere. He walked closer to Jamie’s whimpering body with such intense blood thirst in his eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You’re not allowed to attack me. It’s against the rules. Now for your punishment.” The cannibal grinned, clearly enjoying himself to the fullest as he grabbed Jamie by the throat with his tendrils and pushed his hands through his stomach only to pull it out and let Jamie’s guts spilled all over the floor. He was screaming in agony and I can only stare as his life slowly seeped out of him. I watched as he grabbed Jamie’s head and slipped his tendril off so it was swishing around him in excitement.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Bye-bye.” The cannibal chimed and grabbing his wind pipe, ripping it out, blood gushing everywhere as he burst out laughing.

<p class="MsoNormal">By that time I had tears running down my face again as I tried to make my limbs move but I failed.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Let me take a little snack.” He grinned, ripping Jamie’s heart out and dropping the lifeless, bloody corpse on the floor.

<p class="MsoNormal">“See Sam, this is what happens if you break the rules.” He crouched down beside me and took a bite from my little brother’s fresh heart.

<p class="MsoNormal">The last thing I heard was his sickening laughter as the world went black and I fell into unconsciousness.

<p class="MsoNormal">When I woke up the next morning, I was in my own bed. It took me a moment to remember what happened. As soon as the horrible memory came flooding into my mind, I ran straight to the bathroom and threw up.

<p class="MsoNormal">When I was done and sure I won’t throw up anymore. I ran downstairs to my parents.

<p class="MsoNormal">I ran into the dining room only to see them casually eating breakfast and chatting.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Morning honey.” Mom greeted with a warm smile.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Uh. . .” I couldn’t respond.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What’s wrong son? You look terrible.” Dad asked concerned.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What’s going on? Why are you so calm?” I shouted as I freaked out.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sam calm down. Did you have a nightmare?” mom asked as she stood up and put her hands on my shoulders, looking me in the eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Don’t you remember what happened yesterday?” I asked desperately, holding back tears.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Nothing out of the ordinary happened dear. You came home early because your friend caught a cold.” She explained, looking worried.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What about Lucy and Jamie, don’t you remember?!” I yelled freaking out as I stepped back. I didn’t understand what was going on? Why were they acting so calm? How could they be so calm after what happened the day before?

<p class="MsoNormal">“What? Who are you talking about?” Dad asked as he stood up. They both looked at me confused.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Lucy is my 10 year old sister and Jamie is my 13 year old brother. Why do you not remember them?” I cried out desperately.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sam. You never had siblings.” Dad said putting a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

<p class="MsoNormal">“No! We moved here when Lucy was born, and Jamie is the one that’s obsessed with gaming. Don’t you remember them?! Stop joking. It’s not funny.” I shouted as I backed away from them.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Honey, the children you peak of don’t exist.” Mom looked at me like I went insane.

<p class="MsoNormal">“It must have been a dream Sam. It may have been very realistic, but you never had siblings.” Dad tried to reason but it only freaked me out more.

<p class="MsoNormal">“No. No.” I whispered holding my head as I leaned on the wall behind me. Why did they not believe me? How could they just have forgotten about them? It was insane. Was it his doing? Was that his game? To push me into insanity? I couldn’t let him win.

<p class="MsoNormal">I made myself calm down as I straightened up and looked at my worried parents.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Your right. It must have been a really realistic dream. Sorry for freaking out so much.” I said as convincingly as I could.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh honey, don’t worry. Just don’t scare us like that again.” Mom said hugging me as dad smiled softly.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m gonna go upstairs and clean myself up.” I said as she let go of me. They nodded and I walked out of the dining room as they sat back down.

<p class="MsoNormal">If they couldn’t remember a thing, was all the blood from the day before gone? I panicked as I ran upstairs and stopped before Lucy’s room.

<p class="MsoNormal">I grabbed the door handle with shaking hands as I tried to muster up the courage to open it. I gripped it so hard my knuckles went white, but I had to do it. I had to make sure.

<p class="MsoNormal">I took a deep breath and twisted the handle and stepped into the room. I stood there shocked. There were no bodies. No blood. No nothing. It didn’t even look like her room. It just looked like a spare bedroom. I stared in disbelief as I started to hyperventilate. It couldn’t have been real. I spent most my life with them. How could they just disappear without a trace? I ran into Jamie’s room, but I found the same thing. Just an empty, spare bedroom. No! What was going on? I asked myself holding my head as I panicked.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What’s wrong? Don’t you like how the game is going?” I jumped as I heard his voice from behind me and the sound of the door shutting.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What have you done?!” I hissed at him. Anger and anguish burning in my eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m just playing my game.” He grinned as he used his tendrils to stand.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What did you do to my parents?” I demanded as I tried to keep calm and keep my sanity, which was running thin.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Nothing really. I just made things easier. No outside interference, remember?” He chuckled tilting his head to the side.

<p class="MsoNormal">I just stared at him as the strength in my legs gave, and I fell to my knees.

<p class="MsoNormal">“This can’t be happening. Why me?” I whispered as I held my face in my hands.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I choose my toys randomly. It just happened to be you.” He said resting his hand on my shoulder as he stood beside me, trying to be reassuring?

<p class="MsoNormal">“Fuck off! This is all your fault! Just go away and leave me alone!” I shouted swinging my arm at him, but he just jumped out of the way.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m afraid I can’t do that. I finish the games I start.” He snickered with a sadistic grin.

<p class="MsoNormal">Before I could say anything else though, he turned to a black smoke kind of substance and disappeared.

<p class="MsoNormal">I must have sat there for a good few hours, trying to comprehend everything. That thing killed Jamie and ate Lucy. He erased my parent’s memories of my siblings and pulled me into this fucked up game of his. Who knows how many more people he will kill until he’s satisfied? All these horrible things happened because of me. If it weren’t for me, my sister and brother would still be alive. My parents would still remember them. If I just didn’t exist, none of this would have happened.

<p class="MsoNormal">With that thought in mind, I stood up and walked into my room on shaky legs.

<p class="MsoNormal">I went through my desk’s draw, looking for my pocket knife. I know I put it in here somewhere. As I moved a folder I spotted it and pulled it out.

<p class="MsoNormal">I stood up and looked at the knife in my shaking hands. It seemed like the best thing to do.

<p class="MsoNormal">I held the knife to my throat, but before I could do anything it was grabbed out of my hand and thrown across the room.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Now, now. You can’t quit the game halfway through.” He sneered at me with an un-amused look on his face.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Leave me alone! If it weren’t for me, they’d still be alive!” I yelled frantically.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Would they?” he asked sceptically as he sat down on my bed.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yes. I just need to disappear. My parents will live a happy life if I’m gone. No more problems. No more troubles. No more danger.” I said with a shaking voice as my body shook.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I chose this house. You’re just the most fun to play with. It doesn’t really matter if you go. I will make them my next toys then.” He grinned, resting his chin on his fist as his elbow rested on his crossed legs.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Don’t you dare hurt them!” I shouted fearing for my parent’s safety.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You sure you want that?” he asked chuckling.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yes. Leave them be.” I said with a bit of hope in my voice that the madness would end.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Ok. But remember you chose this.” He said and disappeared.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sam! Lunch!” I heard mom yell from downstairs.

<p class="MsoNormal">“One sec!” I yelled back. It took me a minute to just calm down and try to look normal. But after all that happened, I didn’t think I’d ever be normal.

<p class="MsoNormal">I must have taken too long as mom stepped into my room.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sam?” she asked as she looked at me, but then froze just staring at me.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’ll be right there.” I said trying to sound like there was nothing wrong. “Mom?” I asked as confusion and worry laced my voice.

<p class="MsoNormal">She just stood there staring at me. Worry flashed in her eyes, then realisation that was replaced with anger.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You!” she suddenly screamed. “You killed them. My little babies. How could you. How could you do such a thing?!” she screamed as tears started to flow down her face. She remembered.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What?” I asked confused, taken aback by her sudden change.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’ll make you pay for what you’ve done!” she yelled and picked up the knife from the floor that was discarded. My eyes filled with fear as I realised what she was going to do and what she was blaming me for.

<p class="MsoNormal">“No. Mom! I didn’t do it! It wasn’t me!” I yelled trying to reason with her. But she was having none of that as she charged at me with the knife.

<p class="MsoNormal">I dodged her attack and tried to reason with her more, but nothing went through to her.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Mom, stop it!” I yelled trying to take the knife from her. She was flailing her arm about frantically trying to hit me. I grabbed her wrist, but losing her balance she fell backwards taking me with her. As she hit the wall behind her she hit her head and because I was holding her wrist with the knife in her hand, I fell towards her not being able to control the fall. Her hand with the knife in it got pushed back and I could only watch as it sliced through her neck like butter. Blood started pouring from the wound onto me. Onto the wall. Onto her.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wh-why?” she choked out as blood filled her lungs and she slumped to the floor dead.

<p class="MsoNormal">I stumbled back, staring at her lifeless body. I killed her. I killed my own mother.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wh-what happened? Sarah?” dad stood frozen in my doorway, staring in disbelief as he looked at mom. “Sam?” he looked at me in shock, then anger. “What have you done?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“It. . . I. . .” I couldn’t say anything. I was in too big of a shock to be able to make coherent sentences.

<p class="MsoNormal">The next thing I knew was that dad pounced on me and punched me in the face. I fell to the floor as blood dripped down my chin.

<p class="MsoNormal">I jumped up before he could hit me again and instinct kicked in as I grabbed the knife. I dodged a few of his punches until I got pushed into a corner. As he ran at me I held out the knife in self-defence. He ran straight into it as it passed between his ribs and through his lung. He fell to the floor coughing up blood. He looked up at me with fear and pain in his eyes until no more breath entered his lungs and he dropped to the floor dead.

<p class="MsoNormal">I stood there panting, covered in blood and the knife still in my shaking hands. As I looked down at it, I felt everything from regret to anger go through me. I dropped the knife disgustedly as I wobbled away from the corpses of my parents and fell to my knees in the middle of my room.

<p class="MsoNormal">I lost everything. Everything I ever loved and cared for was gone. I killed them. I did it with my own two hands.

<p class="MsoNormal">I looked down shakily at my blood soaked hands. I had trouble keeping my mind together.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Looks like you have nothing left, huh?” I heard a cheerful voice from in front of me. I looked up, only to be met with the cannibal standing in front of me with a big grin on his face. Lucy’s head was held in his left hand by the hair and Jamie in his right.

<p class="MsoNormal">I just sat there staring at him. My mind wasn’t even able to function properly anymore. He dropped my sibling’s remains by my parents and walked back over to me.

<p class="MsoNormal">“It’s game over.” He said grinning with an evil glint in his eyes. “Everything that went down in this house was because of you. Hihi. It’s your fault. You killed them with your bare hands. I didn’t even have to do anything.” He chuckled with such sadistic gleam in his eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">As his words registered in my mind finally, I felt the last of my sanity slip. I let out an agonising scream as I fell to the floor, banging my head and fists on the floor in pain.

<p class="MsoNormal">It hurt. It hurt so much. Losing my family. I killed them. It was my fault. It was all my fault.

<p class="MsoNormal">I kept screaming on the floor as he just stood there enjoying every second of my pain. That was his game. He broke his victims mentally. Taking everything away from them bit by bit. Until there was nothing left but agonising pain.

<p class="MsoNormal">I was screaming and crying on the floor for hours. And he was just standing there watching, until I couldn’t anymore. Until I was just an empty shell. He succeeded. I lost my mind. I had nothing anymore.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Bye- bye Sam.” He said grinning with a terrifying look on his face. “It was fun. My name is Cannibal Kid by the way. Don’t forget it.” He said before he reached up and patted me on the head as he disappeared.

<p class="MsoNormal">Shortly after, the police arrived and I was arrested for murdering my entire family.

<p class="MsoNormal">I never saw Cannibal Kid again after that. But every incident, every family murder where only one person was left alive, I knew it was him. He played his twisted little game. And no one was able to stop him. He mentally destroys his toys leaving them hollow and insane.

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