The Evil In Me.

All I could remember was the sight of my family screaming and dying. My heart was beating so fast it could just jump out of my chest. I did not know what was going on and why. I remembered it was dark and scary and I could feel discomfort inside my chest. My name is Alex Johnson, I am seventeen years old and average height. I ran my hands over my long brown hair. It was, like my blue eyes, one of the things that people said they could tell we were related. What I have wondered since I was fifteen was:

What happened to my parents and sister?

The ache in my heart will always remind me of my family. I had to know because it was killing me not knowing what happened. One day, when the questions that haunted me were too great, I set off on an adventure to see if I could find answers. I drove my car to the darkest forest there was where I lived. I just had a strong feeling about these woods every time I pass them. I felt like they were calling to me. Today was the day I branched out and explored those woods. I got out of my car and started off deep into the woods.

What was I looking for? I had no clue.

What was I going to encounter on the way? I never dreamed of such things.

The woods got darker and darker as I ventured forward. My mind was spinning like crazy with thoughts of what happened to my family. I was scared again, but I was not going to let that bring me down. I really never dreamed of losing my family. The tears will always weep from my eyes every time I think about them. I never understood why the world was so mean and hurtful to good people.

As I got deeper into the woods I saw a light in the distance. It looked like a fire. As I got closer to the light I realized there was not a sound in the woods. It was dead silence and could hear my heart beating. As I slowly went to the light I could see three silhouettes sitting by the fire. I looked closer and what I saw made me turn to stone. The three silhouettes sitting there were my parents and little sister. I could not believe what my eyes saw. Temper ran through my blood with the sight of a man in red killing my parents and taking my little sister. I was about to say something when all of a sudden they vanished. It just got creeper as I stood by the fire alone. I did not know what to think.

Was my eyes playing tricks on me or was that real?

My head was spinning again with thought.

The only thing I could think of at that moment was:

Who was that man in red?!

My whole body was shaking with fear. I could not move. I fell to the ground in horror into a deep sleep.

As I woke that morning the fire was gone and I found myself in the middle of nowhere. I had to find answers to what happened. I got to my feet and started walking to what I thought was a trail. My mind was still racing with fear. As I got deeper into the woods I found myself by some sort of lake. As I bent down to drink some water a hand busted out of the water and grabbed me by the face into the waters. I struggled to get free, but what I saw made me stop struggling. I saw my little sister in the water next to me dead. I went to grab her hand, but before I could touch her she vanished too. Wrath flowed through my whole body like a virus. I swam to get air and out of the lake. As I sat there by the edge of the lake shivering and thinking of what I saw made me shiver even more.

Did that killer in red drown her?

I still did not understand what happened to my family. I yelled in Rage until my lungs were dry. I could feel the wind on my face and the grass beneath me. As I wiped a tear from my face I saw imprints leading into the woods from the edge of the lake. I followed them to see if I could find the killer. The footsteps lead me deeper into the woods and farther away from the lake. As I walked for hours following the footsteps I became tired and crashed to the ground and slept.

I woke with a startle and still saw the traces of footsteps. I was hungry so I went to find some food. I saw a berry bush just ahead of me and picked and ate some. I heard some voices just behind the bush and saw myself with my mom, dad, and my little sister camping. I saw myself in a tent laying down. As I got closer to the tent I froze in fear. I saw red clothes by where I was slumbering. I ran as fast as I could back to where I was. My head was exploding with questions.

Why were there red clothes in my tent?

Anger went through me like fire and made me run faster following the footprints. I almost got out of breath when I reached the end of the footprints. What I saw made my eyes melt in horror. It was my car! This was where I started to find answers. I got in the car and sat in the driver’s seat. Weeping with tars and anger something caught my eye in the back seat. I turned to look back and it was the most frightening thing I have ever seen! I saw the same red clothes I saw in the tent! Only one thing was going through my head. I was the killer of my family!

As I froze in horror and gilt, my head was exploding again. The thought of killing my family made me shiver in pain.

Why did I kill them?

Why did I not know that I did?

All this was not making sense to me while I was weeping with freight. I got out of my car and opened the side door to grab the red clothes in the back seat to see if there were any clues to what I did. Right as I picked up the clothes a picture fell to the ground. I bent down to pick it up and what I saw made my mind turn blank. It was my family and meal camping together having fun.

Why did I kill them? I asked to myself again.

I looked so happy in the picture. Then I noticed that there was another picture stuck behind the one I was looking at. I unstuck the picture and found the picture was of me again, but this time I was alone and angry. This time my head was not buzzing like crazy with questions and stress anymore. On that very day which I will never forget I knew now why I killed my family. The answer was clear now. I had a good and evil side of me. Only in these woods of memories could I see what my evil side had done.