Your House
We have arrived at my house late that night and everyone is asleep, jeff following behind." were going to your room first" he said and i nod.
We entered my room and he closes my door and turns on my light I look at him in emmbarisment. my room was old with only a bed and a dresser. he looked with surprise.
"This is your room?" he asked.
" yes" i replied. He nodded and got one of my bags from under my bed as did i, we went to my dresser and stuffed all of my cloths in my bags then Jeff got out his knife...
He turned off my light and headed out to my parants room. we slowly opened up the door and tip-toed in, my mum and dad were asleep i looked at them with hatret, i hated them, i turn to Jeff and he glares at me i give him a little sign as i walk out of the room into the kitchen.
i hurried into the kitchen and grabbed one of the biggest knives i could find and went back to the room...Jeff just stood their smiling at them as they slept then turned to me and turned his smile into a surprised shock, his eyes layed on the knife in my hand and watched me as i walked around the bed towards my father, He watched me as i raised the knife pointing to my dad and then... i killed him... as that happened he killed my mother i don't know what happed to me but i didn't want to stop.
i step away from my dad and walked off into my little brothers room and he was sound asleep. i finished him off. Jeff looked at me wit an unusual look and grabbed my arm.
" Where have you been all my life?" he said. i smile and grab one of my bags while he grabs the other and took off back into the woods.
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