User talk:ScareQrow

Slash
~On a day not like any other, was a girl. Her name was Abigail Fate Wolfe. She was at her room, the basement. Her sister, Lily and she were an “accident.” Their mother married for money, Abigail wasn’t fooled. Their father died a few weeks later, unfortunately. The family gained much wealth, though. (Their father had a will, saying give all the money to the daughters, parted equally.) But the mother took it in for herself. None of the daughters were her favorites, and to top it off, they were all abused. No love, just hate. But poor Abigail grew to like the pain. The mother wanted them all dead. Abigail had a dog. A black and grey one, an Australian Cattle dog, named Bane. Back to reality, Ms. Wolfe (Lorry Wolfe) walked to the basement (Lily and Abigail’s room). “Hello,” she said blankly. “Hi, Mom,” Lily said. “Here are your dinners,” she growled. She threw them to the floor. “Thanks, Mom!” Lily yelled. “Abby say thanks,” she nudged her. Abby grunted. Ms. Wolfe didn’t expect for her to answer so she just walked off. She wiped the tear off as she ate. Her black hoodie never getting stained, nor her shorts. She was a 13 year old kid. She didn’t really have friends at school. They all thought she was weird she was a runt… different. All the school girls and boys bullied her. The nerds just ignored her. She didn’t really have a place. She was just an outcast. Today was Saturday December 15th, 2010. Winter was Abby’s favorite season. It was cold and white. The sky was gray. She could list 1,000 million reasons why she loved winter so much. But today, it was different. Mrs. Wolfe was completely tired of them. She wanted to get rid of them right then and right now. Mrs. Wolfe took a gun with her, no she wasn’t going to kill them. She just took it with her for something else. “You two, come with me. We’re going somewhere,” Mrs. Wolfe told them. Abby looked at Bane and shrugged. They walked with her to the car. Abby was thinking where Lily could be at the time, but she dismissed the thought. Their mom drove them to a mysterious place. Abby had education, but had no clue at all what this was. “Sweet times on your journey, you pathetic shit,” she said before she got out the gun and pulled the trigger to her head. “NO!” Abby yelled. “Oh my God,” Abby said. She took the gun and put it around her belt, just in case a circumstance of a wild animal coming. “I’m sorry, Mommy,” Abby said before hugging her lifeless body. She cried on the body of her mother. “I have to go, anyways... It’s about to snow. But… where the Hell will we stay…?” Abby said to herself. She was glad she had worn her black hoodie, but not her shorts. She knocked on a close by door, Bane right beside her. It was snowing by then. “Sir, can we please stay here? J-just still the storm ends?” Abby asked. “Of course!” the man said. “What is your name?” “I’m Abby and this is Bane,” she said. Abby kept on replaying Mom’s suicide in her head. Then, something snapped. The last time she replayed it in her head. She had remembered keeping that knife in her back pocket, a sharp, big one with her Mother’s blood on it. She walked up to the man and got her knife out. She slaughtered him. Blood was flying everywhere. Fortunately for Abby, nobody lived with him. But before she had killed him she said, “Sweet times.” She wrote in marker and crayon, “Sweet times” on the walls. Bane looked at the body, twitching. They moved on to the house next door. Bane snarling viciously as the door opened seeing a tall woman. Abby started laughing as she gained voices inside of her head saying “Do it.” Bane and Abby slaughtered the woman with the knife and gun (and teeth), and everyone else in that neighborhood. Abby decided to name herself Slash in honor of her huge knife and the sound of a slash when she killed someone. The last words of the people heard were, “Sweet times."