empatheticnightmare

Each single droplet of blood still staining these hands I stare at.  He freed me from my cage, trapped within that child and yet now what did he truly free me into.  The guilt that belittles my mind and throws my sanity asunder and I have to wonder how is it possible that I have killed a being, not just one, or a hundred but thousands, no matter how I tilt my hands, no matter how I scrub them it's all I see and whats worse it's a constant reminder of something far more terrible than the lives I took, a constant lingering sensation as I look at these hands to remind me that I enjoyed it. How long was I out for, how long was I that monster I t

 Each of those royal blue eyes were focused upon the strangely dressed men in her house.  Those men in the goverment issued red uniforms that the girl had never seen before in her life, were staring at her and her twin brother.  Katerine couldn't fully understand what was going on, she had never seen such men in this part of the city before, this was the section they never cared about.  The crime and proverty would wipe people like her family out and so they never came this way unless it was to take her friends away, to take children from their family.  She watched the exchange of money between these men and her father and those tears streaki