"There is nothing more fun then". That's where your brain shut off not wanting to hear their sick games they had to say, they? They are you. No they, it are not you no their not. You wouldn't play there sick games, you wouldn't but your deep darker self would? Would you darker self play those games? Your mind drift back to them to hear "You know who it would be fun to play this game with your". Again you mind froze in mid sentence, no could you do what they were said to-to your... NO DON'T THINK OF THAT YOU COULDN'T! "Oh you could" that voice, your voice pull you back "You can and I'll make you do it". Y-you sallow your fear but you couldn't stop the fear dipping down your face, your heart beat pulsing faster, your knees wobbling in fear. "And I'm going to show you by making you" that voice what was your voice told you of the sick games they played in your head, the games where you are it in a sick game of tag, where you lay in ashes in that sick game of ring-round roses, where no madder what they couldn't do anything but scream for your help to scream for you to stop. Their bloody screams as they choked from their blood, their throats hurting in pain from their screaming, from their pleas of help. To their eyes rolling back to you holding their heart in 'YOU'RE' hand covered in black and red blood. You hit your hands against your head try to take those thoughts out trying to forget they 'YOU' said to make your make your ears bleed to make you fall to the ground to make you cry. "You don't see yet of how much fun we will have, don't worry I'll take baby steps after all you will need them" you spokes to youself in that to much reassuring voice you always do to your siblings but wait you didn't hear that voice from someone else in the room no it came from you own mouth. Your own two lips just said you take baby steps to killing your own sib-" NO don't say it, don't speak of that-that sick game". I'm-I'm lost, I'm sacred of myself of what I'll do "Then just take a knife and do what your sacred of and you won't be sacred of it any more" that voice your voice of reassurance is reassuring you enough to think that it will. It might just work. Won't it?