Angel Love
Angel opened the blinds on the windows and looked outside. 'Sunny day out... I wonder what I should do today...' She went over to her dark purple suitcase and opened it up. She began digging through the mountain of clothes and other small things until she finally found a small, black bag. She untied the strings and opened the bag and pulled out a small pocket knife and a ragged-looking stone. She opened the knife and began sharpening it against the stone. As Angel was sharpening the knife, she began to think back to when her parents were alive.
Her mom and dad looked at her with almost tears in their eyes. Her mom pleaded, "Angel, can you come back to us? Please? Pretty please, with a cherry on top?" "Mom, what the hell?! You left me alone!" "We know sweetie but, please! You're our daughter for heaven's sake!" Angel scanned the room with her eyes and spotted a rusty knife on the table. She started to move towards the table slowly, keeping her back to the table. "Angel, please..." When she had reached the table, she grabbed the knife and held it behind her back. "Do you guys want to know how I feel right now?" Her dad came walking up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. "Angel... We weren't very good parents... We really want you to come stay with us again." Angel started to become enraged at this. She pulled the knife out from behind her back and quickly slit her father's throat. Her mom put her hands up to her face and screamed, "Angel! Oh my God! What are you doing?! STOP!" Angel held the bloody knife in her hand and looked at her mom, her father's blood squirting out from his bleeding neck. "Mama..." "Wait.. No! Angel, please, don't!" With a flash of agility, Angel swung the knife at her mother's side, and she slashed her stomach open. "Angel!" With a final cut of the knife, she slit her mother's throat, and left her dead, bleeding all over the floor. She began to cut off their arms and legs from their bodies and made of limbs on the floor. She went to her room and exchanged her bloodied clothes for clean ones. Angel went over to the bathroom and got out the stain remover and two trash bags. She started to stuff the limbs into the trash bags and left them open for a while. She got out an old ragged towel and began to clean up the blood from the floor. "Geez.... So messy...." When she had finished cleaning, she threw away the bloody clothes and the towel into the trash bags and closed them. She dragged the bags outside and saw one of her neighbors' kids looking at her. "Angel! Are you taking out trash?" She looked at them and smiled. "Yeah... I made a really big mess in the house, so I have to go take the trash out." They smiled back at her and shouted, "Okay!" Angel walked over to the dumpster and threw the bags in, shutting it behind her. 'So long....'
Angel opened the blinds on the windows and looked outside. 'Sunny day out... I wonder what I should do today...' She went over to her dark purple suitcase and opened it up. She began digging through the mountain of clothes and other small things until she finally found a small, black bag. She untied the strings and opened the bag and pulled out a small pocket knife and a ragged-looking stone. She opened the knife and began sharpening it against the stone. As Angel was sharpening the knife, she began to think back to when her parents were alive.
Her mom and dad looked at her with almost tears in their eyes. Her mom pleaded, "Angel, can you come back to us? Please? Pretty please, with a cherry on top?" "Mom, what the hell?! You left me alone!" "We know sweetie but, please! You're our daughter for heaven's sake!" Angel scanned the room with her eyes and spotted a rusty knife on the table. She started to move towards the table slowly, keeping her back to the table. "Angel, please..." When she had reached the table, she grabbed the knife and held it behind her back. "Do you guys want to know how I feel right now?" Her dad came walking up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. "Angel... We weren't very good parents... We really want you to come stay with us again." Angel started to become enraged at this. She pulled the knife out from behind her back and quickly slit her father's throat. Her mom put her hands up to her face and screamed, "Angel! Oh my God! What are you doing?! STOP!" Angel held the bloody knife in her hand and looked at her mom, her father's blood squirting out from his bleeding neck. "Mama..." "Wait.. No! Angel, please, don't!" With a flash of agility, Angel swung the knife at her mother's side, and she slashed her stomach open. "Angel!" With a final cut of the knife, she slit her mother's throat, and left her dead, bleeding all over the floor. She began to cut off their arms and legs from their bodies and made of limbs on the floor. She went to her room and exchanged her bloodied clothes for clean ones. Angel went over to the bathroom and got out the stain remover and two trash bags. She started to stuff the limbs into the trash bags and left them open for a while. She got out an old ragged towel and began to clean up the blood from the floor. "Geez.... So messy...." When she had finished cleaning, she threw away the bloody clothes and the towel into the trash bags and closed them. She dragged the bags outside and saw one of her neighbors' kids looking at her. "Angel! Are you taking out trash?" She looked at them and smiled. "Yeah... I made a really big mess in the house, so I have to go take the trash out." They smiled back at her and shouted, "Okay!" Angel walked over to the dumpster and threw the bags in, shutting it behind her. 'So long....'