Chapter 2: Hone...

This is Rose while she's walking home.

This is in Rose's POV (Point of View)

   I walked on the grass off the hill to my home. Home.... Every time I hear it a horrible image comes from it. I don't know why but it does. 

  Maybe its because my home is disgusting, sadness, blood on the walls. My parents blood. Yes, I was that insane to kill my parents. I will forever remember the screams for help and their faces of fear and the blood on them. But the worse things of all, its cold, and doesn't have any comfort.

  I then sighed, why the heck did I do that. How was I that insane. Soon enough I arrived at my home and open the door. Then i thought about thats its my fault for all of these things happening. I already knew that, but I like to think things out very deeply. Like, to what caused it and why. 

  I walked inside and grabbed my pin and sticky notes, then I sat down and wrote my theories on:

•Why did I do that.

•Who caused me to do it. If someone triggered it in my mind.

•What happened that caused me to do it. 

•How did I even get the GUTS to do it.

  As I listed these things down I sighed and though even deeper and deeper into the subject. I just I don't know, get it out.. Strange.

 I finished writing then went to do my homework. Then I went on my hard and very uncomfortable bed.

 Til the very next day....