She woke up, drenched with sweat.
The nightmare wasn't the worst part...
The worst part was... It was a reality.
It take years to heal what has been broken in seconds.
Her life shattered. Everything seemed to be falling apart.
Her life could've never be regained,
the same way as before.
The accident which had sent her parents straight to the grim reaper.
Little that she knew that her life was going to be ended up in that way.
She'd to live with her stepsisters, and her evil-wicked, stepmother. They had took everything.... more than just wealth, they had treated her as a slave.
"Cindy! the breakfast need to be done in 5 minutes! do you hear me clear???"
"Cindy! clean my bedroom! i don't wanna see any speck of dust, not even on the hidden part of the floor!"
"Cindy! plait my hair for me!"
"Cindy! polish my shoes for me!!!"
'Cindy this, Cindy that, Argh!!!!!' She couldn't take it any longer.
She was the modern day Cinderella. People addressed her as Cindy for short.
If only killing was not against the law. She wouldn't mind to be the first to start a chainsaw massacre, in her own home.
'is it still a home for me now?'
She believed in happy ending. She believed that God had planned everything out for her. All that she had left was; to wait.
Wait for as long as she could.
She descended down in to the dining hall and she prepared some hearty breakfast. It took her less than 3 minutes to prepare everything. The daily routine went on....
Her meal was usually some bread crumbs... if there was any. She had grown anorexic that her bones could be seen protruding under her skin.
She grew thinner and thinner each day.
But for her stepsisters, they had grown obese. All they could ever think was no more than just eating and laze around, all day.
'hah! sokay! be obese and faster may you bitches die!'
She had a thought.
Her torturing became worse and worse each day.
'Til one day, she'd grew so sick and mad.
She'd stopped hoping. She wanted to gain revenge.
She knew, she would be happy;
if only, she was on the other side of the world, with her parents.
Living a carefree life;
In heaven.
She'd became so mad that her hallucinations started to become real. She'd hallucinate her life saviour, in a form of a Prince. He was her everything. He had this perfect, chiselled figure of a man, olive-coloured hair,emerald green eyes. He was her vaccine,her drug,her ecstasy.
Together, they had 'planned' to end her stepfamily's life.
It was around 12 am.; the moon was glowing a magnificent glow, half crescent and half orb.
She knew it was going to be a perfect night.
Goosebumps.
Midnight air came out of nowhere... It was icy-cold; heart her was throbbing fast inside her.
'i will end this shit'
In minutes she'd started the chainsaw massacre.
Her stepmother and stepsister's abdomen was... 'diced' up to bits.
Blood splattered everywhere in the bedroom. She could see nothing, but just... gooey blood.
The smell of the blood made her satisfied.
'hahahahahahahahhahahahahahaha. you'll have to pay misery, with miseries!'
She'd regained her satisfactions. it was a bliss!
But she'd never be free from law.
She was sentenced for death... and now she was really living her dreamland. The other side of the world. Her tranquility.
'O God, return to me salvation'
Now. take a look at the sky. Is there any girl who's smiling and waving at you?
*i wrote this for my trial SPM and i've obtained 43/50 :) the storyline was a bit different. It was a one-word essay entitled 'shoes'
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