User:OliviaLescarbeau

It started like a normal day at school I went to school and then came back home, no love life no future and no family well sorta, my dad is dead and my brother with him they both drove off the road trying to get back from the store. Me and my mom weren't on the best terms before that happened she just snapped and now on good days I just get by with being screamed at but most days she decides I don't deserve food and I get in trouble for everything even coughing to loudly, but tonight she was expecially hateful. She came home slamming the doors and barging into my rundown room with poorly covered holes in the wall, something me and my mom have in common is our temper I don't loose mine as fast but when I do I'm like hells second favorite person, Vivian! She says jerking my head off my pillow and my earbuds falling out, she pulls out a knife and pins me to the wall, since you don't like to smile I'll make you permanently sad she says and starts cutting, stop! I scream in agony with tears and blood rolling down my face before I faint. When I wake up I'm laying on the ground and my face feels sore and then I remember what happens and run to the mirror and instantly think reject Jeff the killer, and instantly I'm filled with rage and smash the mirror, then go and get the needle and thread to stitch up my face best to my ability and grab my moms old scissors that I refer to as creepy scissors and cut the thread and take one last look at my broken blood stained reflection and it occurs to me the person that did this to me, would never care for me ever again then I look down at the scissors clutched in my hands and my bloody frown turns to a painful dripping smile and I quietly slip to mothers room while she sleeps and jump on her. She screams in fear as I take the scissors to her throat, hi mommy I say as blood drips on her face and I wipe it away from my mouth, what are you doing! she croaks as I press the scissors closer to her throat and smile another bloody crazy eyed smile, yo-your crazy your nothing, but a worthless stain to be scrubbed up and forgotten about, you a worthless brat! She spats in my face. No your worthless I've done nothing but deal with you and your abuse but now I'm going to skin you and turn you to a jacket and sell you, I say laughing crazily and plunging the scissors into her right arm, but first we're going to play a little game I say dragging her out and putting her head by a door and slamming it as hard as I could watching it pop like a melon. And then I get some new clothes on I put on my favorite black hoodie then get my black skinny jeans and red converse and leave the place. ~THE END~