you can love somone too much-- short story

You can love someone to much

She stared at me. Her hands blood stained. How can a 11-year-old do something so violent.

We live in a tiny village in japan surrounded by cute blossom trees. Our house is very small and baby pink. Our neighbours are Kaho and Ri, they have 2 sons called Koko and Riko. Koko is Mimi’s crush and she adores him!

Mimi has posters of Koko in her room, she also has a life size statue of him that has lipstick stains all over it. Mimi is my adopted child who is so sweet and innocent. She has long black curly hair, hazel eyes and she is very short. however, Mimi has a dark side, she is a murderer!

It all started around this morning, Mimi and Koko were in year 6 and Mimi was going to ask him out to go to the year 6 prom. Before the day, she asked him she was going through the knife draw in the kitchen looking for the sharpest knife.

I asked her why she needed the knife and she said for food tech so I just left her to it, I packed her school bag with 7 unusual knives, her homework and a rope. She seemed so suspicious, I was scared.

While she was at school I found her diary and as her mum I have the right to read and I found out she didn’t have food tech she is going to kill Koko!! She couldn’t kill Koko unless, unless she loved him so much she killed him so no one can have him.  All I know you can love someone too much

I ran to my car and drove to her school as fast as I could, I parked up and ran to the back of the school where she was going to kill Koko and it was too late.  She stared at me. Her hands blood stained.

She tried to explain what happened but I just called 119. 2 police cars came as well as 3 ambulances, all the school surrounded me. The school girls were crying, the school boys were trying to stop crying and the teachers were livid.

2 police officers arrested Mimi and took her into their car, all Mimi could say was, “this isn’t the last of me, I will always be here!!!”. Everyone panicked. Screams and crys.

   

Out of nowhere BANG!! A shot gun.  The bullet rapidly hits my chest and suddenly... nothing, no emotions, no happiness, darkness.  I could see Mimi with a gun and I heard I hate you! Mimi shot me, why??, I was a good parent.

Now I am a spirit, an evil spirit. Mimi should be scared I am coming for her...

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story called why??

Why???

Why?? I hate life!! It’s not fair! I am here with nothing, no mum, no dad, no one. It’s been 27 weeks since I have been left here. I have nothing, my life is awful! I haven’t felt happiness is years, I haven’t laughed in my life. All I want to know is what it’s like to have fun!

My name is Charlie and I am only 8 years old I used to have an older brother called Morgan and he changed my life, when he was 14 he committed suicide and they ripped my family apart like a piece of paper. I still don’t know why?

My mums name is Susan and she is no longer here. After Morgan died she went to weekly therapy and met a man called bob. She told me all about his hazel eyes, his blonde hair and his money. And one day she went and never came back.

So, then it was just me and my dad, Ross. He still treated Morgan like he was still there. He abandoned me, I felt like a ghost. When Morgan died, Ross got into drugs and never got out of bed, he laid in bed 24/7 staring at Morgans ashes.

One Tuesday my dad got out of bed and grabbed my ear and whispered, “come with me”. I thought he was taking me to mum but no. He said to me,” erm…. I forgot your name but stay here at…… Roseville train track”. His Smokey breath tickled my face while the lethal words smacking my face.

WHAT!! My eyes wide open, my cheeks purple, my skin pale and my mouth dry all I can manage to say is why?? Suddenly nothing, darkness, despair, a void of emotions. I didn’t know what happened.

I slowly picked myself up and saw my suitcase I opened it and all that was in it was 1 bottle of water, 3 cans of spam and a piece of paper that read, “you never deserved to be my son”. It wasn’t fair! If dumb Morgan didn’t kill himself my family would have been perfect.

2 weeks later I went exploring and found a very weird looking structure made from mud and sticks. There was a human shadow so I walked in because what do I have to lose! I said hi and they quickly replied with who are you?? I said Charlie James Smith and they said Morgans younger brother. I replied, what! How do you know me?

They said, “I am Morgan”. I sprinted to him and hugged him. For once in my life I felt happiness, happiness is so much better than sadness. Morgan said to me,” I miss you”. And tears streamed down my eyes but for once they were tears of joy!!

I finally realised, it’s all Morgans fault, mum running away with bob. Ross smoking. And well me, me being left at the train track. I started screaming at him, “why? You ruined my life mum ran away, dad smokes weed and left me here at this train track”.

We both started crying. Streams of tears. Then Morgan said, “it wasn’t my fault it’s my dumb horoscope it told me to kill myself or something bad would happen so I faked my death and..... this happened”.

I ran, I ran away from my ‘brother’ who I hate. I ran across the train track and a train came speeding along, and it was too late.