Dead

It was another long day, sitting in this coffin. Everybody's just walking around me, not even considering the thought that something alive could be in here and they're right. There's nothing alive in here with me. I'm not even alive either. Just a rotting corpse sitting in this barrel. The rotting corpse of nobody important. Only a 13-year-old daughter both raped and killed by her own father with the help of her brother. It was my fault too. I walked in on them beating up my mother and tried to stop them. I accomplished that but when I made my first step toward them, I also signed my own death sentence. I just didn't think they would rape me alive. Wouldn't have guessed that to torture me even more, they would kill her in front of me. Then just shove me into a random coffin that sat outside a neighbor's house for the oncoming Halloween. They dumped my mother in the nearby river. And you wanna know the best part? They sold the house saying my mom and I just went ahead. They got away with it.

Father got away with murdering me and Mother. Brother did too. I bet they're even enjoying the loss of our company now. I bet they are celebrating the fact that they got rid of us. And you know what? I get it. I totally do. Who would want to have me around anyway? Nobody liked me. I had no friends. No wonder they had no hard time doing what they did to me. It's just too bad I never got the chance to say that I should have done it myself.