Chapitre 3: Emotions
My mother heard my footsteps and turned around within a second. Once she'd fully faced me, she mouthed the words "I'm sorry love". The next thing I notice is blood dripping down her neck. She'd slit her throat, and finally, she fell to the ground.
Sophie's POV
I heard Maggie scream from downstairs. "MAGGIE ARE YOU OKAY?!" No answer, I couldn't bear the thought of my little sister getting hurt. I ran down the stairs only to see the worst sight I'd ever seen in my life. Both my parents dead on the kitchen floor. "WHAT HAPPENED?!" I looked at Maggie, but all I saw was an emotionless face. "Maggie! What happened?"
Maggie's POV
"She-She killed him." I started to cry, all I wanted was to curl up into a ball and tune everything out. "Maggie, I want you to listen to me okay? Go up to your room and stay there okay? I'm going to call the police." I could see that Sophia was trying to keep her composure just to keep me calm. "Okay, Bail." I ran up to my room after that.
*Ten Years Later*
After Sophia had gotten over this (which mind you, took a couple years. She took charge of everything and she became my new mother. She's honestly been a better mother to me than my biological mother. Since that event, I've gone through many, many things. I act like I'm okay when on the inside, I feel like I can't cope with anything anymore. I just feel...hollow. So, every year, on my birthday, I'm reminded of that terrible incident that changed me in many ways.
Their deaths make me feel like it was my fault, my mother hated me and she brought that hatred onto my poor father who somehow, still stayed with us, And all of that led to both of their deaths.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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