My Dream. /UN-FINISHED\ Read Count : 61

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Murder. Is what i did as i was forced to murder my beloved father. I dont know what the man's name was fron my dream so lets just call him... Carl lol.

"If you dont kill him ill kill the rest of your familie and friend's, and ill kill your mother".      I love my mother very much.

And i thought about it too. "I truly love my father and my friends and familie,

but... Saving one killing a ton, well I'd be saving a ton of people if i did the deed".


I had made my choice and sadly walked to the Chinese restaurant where my father and hanging with his  and having his last and finale meal.


"Hey sweet pea". My father greeted me as i walked through the door, "Whats the matter, you look sad". I dident say nothing and changed the subject . "Hay daddy how is your food"! I said with a plaster smile and a wax dark coat of happiness. "Its delicious" he said

"We just might have to come back together".  He asked "where's your mother"? As i responded with "Oh shes in bed on the phone as usual". We both laughed.  Im thinking every time he calls me a sweet little name or saying we should come back or i love you it just breakes my heart. As he said goodbye to his friends as they where leaving, i looked out the window and saw carl standing there pointing at the clock with a gun in his hand. My shoulders sagged down and i coverd my face with my hair. I asked my father "hey dad can you come with me to the bathroom I have a big lump on my hip" 

It hurt to lie to him and it hurt even more as he said sure sweet pea.

As we where in the bathroom i told him

Im sorry, i love you, and gave him a long hug. He said what are you sorry for?   For this, i pulled out a 10 inch ultraSource blade butcher knife, and stabbed him right in the chest. He fell back onto the wall, bleeding. Taking heavy breathes he reached out to my face and his finale words where " I forgive you". I cried and cried cuddling with the shell of a man. He had told me the day before that he missed his mother and praying to try and talk to her wont work for jeasus has claimed her soul. Carl walked into the bathroon

"Good job" " FUCK YOU", i screamed at him. He left the bathroom. I sleeped with my father till the next day besides him. Usually when i sleep with my father he is all warm and cozy, but now it was different, he was cold and soulless and flies ate his eyes.

As i woke up from my sleepless night

I got up and locked the bathroom door. 

Looking at myself in the mirror coverd in his blood,and with bags under my eyes, i said "heh i look like a psychopath"  i took my fathers wooden cross and wore it on my neck, i took a jacket fron one of the stalls, wore it and left the sence.



Chapter two The police


I knew eventually someone was going to go into that bathroom. So i went to the ocean got on a boat and threw the knife and my clothes out there. I put on new clothes and sailed back to shore. When i finnaly arived home my mother was there worried sick. I gave my mother a hug and saying im fine dont worry.

When she asked where father was at

I bit my lip hard and held back my tears

In a studdry voice I said "i-i dont know mmm-mama last i che-e-ked he w-was hanging wi-ith his guy f-friends.

Comments

  • Turqoise Brown

    Turqoise Brown

    Got my attention. Nice story line.

    May 20, 2019

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