I head home and played some games and went to sleep; nothing much really happened. The only notable thing that did happen was me getting a big feast for dinner because of my mom's passing. I miss her but I've accepted she was going to die so many times I just don't feel it anymore.
I lay on my bed thinking of my mom. Deep thinking about this, I started to get sad until I burst into tears. It's not every day I cry myself to sleep; in fact, this might've been the first time but after the tears flow down I felt warm and hastily fell to sleep.
Later I wake up for no reason at all, rubbing my eyes. I'm weirdly active so to kill time, I head to the living room to check the grandfather clock. It's 4:00AM sharp but besides that, something else caught my attention, something I should've noticed from the start: there were bloodstreaks all over the house with some furniture damaged and on the ground with broken windows. My adrenaline kicks in and I rush out in pajamas. I run around aimlessly through my street that has houses on both sides and when I run a corner left, I see something I'd never forget.
It was Dad's corpse; his eyes were wide and his tongue was sticking out. He definitely died from strangulation.
I place my palm on his body and it felt like jelly. I slowly pushed down and blood flowed out of his mouth, then a note fell. I open it and it tells me to meet at Mayflower Academy at 4:10AM. I clutch the note and rush to the school. I don't know who I was supposed to find but I couldn't just sleep knowing my father was dead.
I see the entrance and slide in and I feel a hot kick to my cheek, and I fly into a wall that hits my side. I see a big dinosaur—not accurately big but 6 feet tall. Besides it, there is that girl, that bitch. She rambles and mocks me, saying I look pathetic with a smug smile. All I could do was imagine killing her. Everything becomes a blue hue and I see myself getting killed with a stomp to the head. The blue hue disappears and the dinosaur is doing the same action. I dodge out of the way; I dodge its attacks as if I know what's going to happen. I find a knife and jab it in its throat, then I waste no time picking the girl up by the head and smashing it like a grape.
I don't regret what I did; she should've died a more painful death somehow, no blood got on me so that's a bonus. I smirk as I leave for my house, being careful so nobody spots me.