(Y/n)'s POV

I walked behind the houses and stores until I got to my art shop. Everyone's lights are off so that means everyone is asleep, I got to my art shop and tried to remember what color the house was, it was white and blue and about five houses down. I went into the forest deep enough so I still can see the house.

After a while I found the house, they had a back door so it should be easy to go in. I tried opening the door but it was locked, I got a bobby pin from my hair to try to picklock it.

After a few attempts, a hear a click I opened the door and let myself in. The house was quite lovely, but not the kid though. I'll have to kill the father since he'll be a threat to the house, but first the kid. I got my gun that was in my bag and held it, I found some stairs and went up. Now to find the kid's room, I looked at the doors when I found one that had a bunch of scribbled drawings. I assumed that's the kid's room so I went to open the door, it was unlocked surprisingly. I walked in the door and there laying on the bed was the little kid, sleeping. I went toward the sleeping kid and got my gun and pressed it to their head. The kid slowly woke up but before she could say anything I pulled the trigger.

"Death to you. . ."

A loud gunfire went throughout the house, but only loud enough for the whole house to hear. Then I heard loud footsteps rushing to the door, two adults opened the door and froze in shock. The mother started crying, I got my knife from the bag and threw it at the father's head. The father stood still for a moment then fell, the mother went down to her husband and pulled the knife out. I could hear the women say something under her breath but I couldn't make it out, she got up and started to attack me. I held her arms trying to keep her away but then she cut my arm. I let her go to look at my arm real quick, I got my gun that was on the floor and shot her in the gut before she stabbed me.

!|Some Gore|!

I got the knife and went to each person and cut open their stomach, I took the organs and intestines out but didn't take it. I collected blood from the family with the jars I brought each jar for each person. I just the jars back in my bag, the only thing left in their torses are their deceased hearts. My hands were covered in blood and so was the floor. I cleaned up a bit and got my weapons to go back home. But before I went home I fired three bullets into the sky when I got out of my victim's house, someone must have heard it.

I got to my house and took a shower so I was clean, then I changed into some nightwear. I cleaned up my cut on my arm and wrapped it in gauze. I got the jars of blood and put it with the others in my paintbox. I cleaned the knife and gun and hide the gun while I put the knife back in the kitchen. It didn't take long to hear sirens outside but it stopped after about 5 minutes. I went to my room and fell asleep.

Stay Tuned . . .