Y/N stood in the tall building. The walls were covered in blood and so was she. The knife in her hand told it all. She gripped the knife tighter, turning her knuckles white. "Fuck." That was all she said. She didn't have the courage to say anything more. Y/N stood in front of six corpses. D/N (her father), M/N (her mother), Mr. and Mrs. Hasher (her neighbors), and two unnamed people she didn't recognize. The last two were witnesses, so she had to end their lives, just like she did to the other four. (A/N) [Hello my beautiful readers! This is a brand new story that I have decided to write. This is my first book on Wattpad, but not my first story that I have written! I am sorry if there are any errors. If you see any, please point them out to me so then I can fix it! I have a slight problem with rushing my stories by the way, so I am very sorry about that.] [Cover is drawn by me!]