.:Keiwa---Mokushei [[Chapter Three]]:.

I Slammed Open the door to my house, and i picked up a golf club and some ducktape.
I grinned as i opened the door to my sister's room. I walked in to see her sleeping soundly in her bed. Then i ducktaped her mouth shut. her eyes shot open and i jumped on her, ducktaping her to the bed. She struggled and twisted on the bed as i ducktaped her arms to her body and her legs together. Her screams were quiet because of the ducktape as i got off of her and stood by the bed watching her squirm. Slowly i lifted the golfclub above her. She froze, staring at me horrified and she then tried to get out. Then, i hit her with the club repeatedly. I smacked her with the club and blood splattered all over everywhere. She stopped moving soon enough, still screaming and i hit her in the throat a couple times until she was surely dead. I walked out of the room and shut the door.
Dragging the gory golf club behind me i grabbed a rope out of a random room and walked into the kitchen. There my mother was eating some left over noodles out of the box. Quietly, i snuck up behind herand quickly wrapped the rope around her throat. She screamed as i pulled tighter on the rope and soon she stopped screaming, now trying to pull the rope off. Her face started turning red and i hit her with the golf club. She coughed as i hit her in the stomach. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head up so she was looking at me as i grabbed her chopsticks and shoved them down her throat. I let go of her hair and sat down across from her watching her bleed and vomit on the table. She reached out her hand toward me, then fell on top of the table, dead. As i sat there, i took a drink of her water, then sat it on the table.
A while later, after i killed my brother and my grandmother i sat next to her, rocking back and forth.
About an hour later i walked into the kitchen, sitting next to my dead mother. Curling up in a ball on the chair i began playing with her hair. I dropped to the ground, then crawled over to my brother, hypervenalating. I lifted up his hand then dropped it. i repeated doing this until i calmed down.
Someone opened the door, then thats when i really started freaking out.
At that moment, i saw my father walk in. Looking at me, and my dead mother and brother, he dropped his groceries having things spill out. Screaming in horror, he ran out of the room and screamed again when he saw grandmother dead in the bathroom. Running out, he held a black straight jacket with tears running down his cheeks. I backed up slowly, breathing heavily and dropping the bloody golfclub. Screaming, i flung backwards but my father grabbed my foot and dragged me over to him. My nails dug into the floor, leaving scratch marks. I tried to get away as he put the straight jacket on me. He dragged me into my room bawling his eyes out as he threw me on the bed. I growled as he strapped me down to the bed, just like i did with my sister. he ran, shutting the lights off and locking the door behind him. I screamed out as loud as i could trying to get out.
"DONT LEAVE ME HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"