​​After Prison, I Killed My Whole Family​

Summary

As I walked out of prison, the officer clapped me on the shoulder. “Go on, kid. Go out there and live a good life.”

Outside the gates, my parents were waiting with a bouquet of flowers and a box of my favorite pastries. I ran into their arms.

My mother wiped away a tear, her eyes filled with pain. “Oh, my girl. You’ve suffered so much.”

One week later, at my birthday party, I took an axe and chopped off my father’s head. Then I hacked off my mother’s limbs.

Finally, I pressed a towel over the face of my little brother, the one I had doted on for nine years, and held him in my arms until…