• Still locked in here. This room with the walls that stare at me at all hours of the day. I have long ago forgot what day it is...like it even matters. I can't sleep. All I can do is stare at the wall...that wall with the spots of blood...his blood. He had to die. Daddy's body lies in the corner...reeking. Mommy has left me in here and locked the door after she saw daddy lieing there. Now there is no way to escape and no where to run so here I hide with him. His face is still covered in blood and the look of horror is still on his face and he stares at me forever with the eyes that i couldn't go up to and close. I sit in the opposite corner holding my knees in my night dress starring right back at him. Every so often I would get up and bang on the door but I was afrade of my dad coming back to life with all of the noise I would be making and my screams for mommy to come back and to set me free from my confinement in this hell. I soon just except the fact that mommy is not coming back for me...I am to die here slowly. I have already been hungry and thirsty for a long time...maybe two or three days ago. The thought crossed my mind just to eat my dad and drink his blood but I was still to scarred. After a few more days I couldn't take it anymore and I snapped. I riped the flesh off of my dad with my teeth and drink the once fresh blood and eat his skin. I sink my teeth into him time and time again. I took his head and banged it on the ground picking out the pieces of skull and eating the brain. Then I start to choke on a piece of bone and try as I might i couldn't get it out and so I layed there dead next to my daddy who I have killed then had eaten and finally choked on.