IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT! - Horror Story

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I've warned you...

It is all his fault it all ended this way because of HIM.

The present morning

I woke up on the couch as I lunged forwards in shock, my breaths were loud in shock, I placed my
palm of my forehead as I felt the sweat running down my forehead. “Why am I s-sweating?”
I muttered quietly to myself. As I start to drag the blanket off me.

As I walk toward the kitchen to find the light on “Hey are you there?” As I turn to look he is not
there “where are you?” As I turn around I head towards his room with each shaky footsteps I
gain closer to his door as I knock on the door about twice, “are you there?” as I slowly twist
the knob as I hope for the worst as the door starts to slowly creeks open as I slowly pushed
it open. As I take a couple steps into the room as I make to the side of the bedding if find it
messed up and untouched like he went somewhere but where? “I know you are somewhere
stop hiding from me… I am serious come out I know you wouldn't leave in the middle of the
night and not tell it not like you.” 

As crouch down to look under the bed as I lift up the cover as I find he is not there, but I find a
scrunched torn note under his bed “what the?” As I reach out to have it
in my grasp as I finally grasp in my hand, it as I lung up as sit on the side of his bed as I try to
unravel as I flatten it out on my knee. As I closely read my message with a close eye. “He is
gone because of you,” a voice as it echoed throughout the room. As I look up to find the door
slowly closing right in front of my eyes. “Who-Whos there?” I sure as the door slams shut in
an instant. The room temperature starts to drop in an instant for no reason. Why is it so cold?
I question myself. I sat there staring at the door as I fold and hold my arms tightly as I start to
feel something heavy on my two shoulders as if someone placed their hands on me. As a jolt
\of fear starts to run for me for a few quick seconds. As I close my eyes as I slowly turn around
with a shaky mind, as I turned as slowly as I opened my eyes and hope for the worst. “B-but no
one there, who put their hands on my shoulders?” as I turn around once again in a flicker as I
scream my head off in fear as I quickly jolt back as I fall back off the other end of the bed as I hit
my head on the hard concrete wall as I start to lose concousioneses, “g-g-get away from me..”
I whisper with my last breath as my eyes slowly close. As I wake in a shallow small room with
no light, as I start to panic with fear as I cover my eyes to wake up. As I remove my hands from
my face once more, as I look up to see a memory that was lost from last night.

The memory of earlier that night...

I try to pull out my hair to make the pain go away. But I don't seem
to work suddenly I feel no pain, no nothing. It had all seemed to vanish before I could say anything
a tight tug inside me like my spirit was being pulled or split into two away from my body, silence
entered the living room I felt not like myself not more I felt the pull of my mind as someone
possessing my as I look down to my drafty sweaty hands as my arms start to shake my mind
start to lose focus of reality. I let out a quiet scream in my head that no one can hear locked away.
I headed towards the light beaming from the kitchen, as my shaking legs stutter over to the light
I walk off to the tabletop near the oven as shakily open the draw to the sharpened as I knock a
knife out onto the floor as it hits the ground with clash. I start to dig deeper into the draw making
a lot of noise as I hear footsteps echoing behind me as they get closer as I turn really slowly as
I hear a flicker of the switch of the kitchen light being on, “What are you doing up this late?”

“NOTHING THAT CONCERNS YOU!” I charge right toward him with the knife a guttering noise
echoes as it pierced right through his chest and so does my hand as blood trickles down my hand.
With each heavy breath that echoes all around me as I swiftly pulled the knife from his chest, I let
go of the grasp of the knife as it clashed with the tiled floor, as I lean but to jolt right back at him as
I push him on the floor. “HURRY UP AND DIE ALREADY!”  As I start gruesomely punching and
kicking him repeatedly until there is no breath left in him. “P-please s-stop...” as those were his
last words before his last breath was released. As his still warm body laid still on the tiled floor.
As is stared down at him for a few seconds before exiting the kitchen, before walking towards the
bathroom as the door slowly creaked open, as is pushed open as I walked towards the mirror
hanging on a slant against the wall as I looked deeply into the mirror with a devastating grin I start
to laugh like I was going insane as I place both of my icy bloodied hands on the side on my face.
I laughed for as long as I knew. As I was having the night of my life. With each laugh, it got deeper
and deeper as it got quieter.

“I-I did that,” I feel the quilt running through my veins. As tears start running down my face “I'm s- sorry”
I cried. As felt a sharp pain pierced through my chest and right through my heart as I start to cry out in
pain, “please stop this please f-forgive me…” I yell in a loud whimper as the blood trickled down from
my chest as it felt it was his pain I was feeling. As I start to feel a great pain putting pressure on my
chest like the unknown figure was kicking and punching me repeatedly. “It wasn't me who did it please
believe me...” As I start to spit out blood out of my mouth. “NEVER YOU BLOODY LAIR!” He screams
so loud it could nearly burst my eardrums.

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