Fading Akura

Akura was 8 when he went into care, he didn't know why but he felt he had to protect his family he had left... that would appear more difficult than he would believe...

Akura was an albino (Ocular albinism) his hair was white and his eyes were red, he was bullied in his primary school for this (sorry I am English so I don't say things like grades because that's American). He was in the same care hope for 6 years and he never liked it there. His carers would abuse him and his sisters would pick on him. This is how it started....

(Akura's POV) my life is pretty care free I love how I live, my mum is sweat my dad is... annoying but fun to be around (annoying because he never stopped talking) I have 3 full sisters we all go to the same school what could go wrong.

I wake up and get dressed for school I pull on my school shirt button it up... you know usual routine that I did every morning, I'm a year 4 and I get on with quite a lot of people. I walk down the stairs with my sisters as we all shared a room. (he is 7 nothing wrong with this) my dad was shouting witch was quite unusual for him he does have mental problems but I never took what he said and did to heart, I knew he didn't mean none of it. "who has taken it?!" he askes in an angry tone of voice. "Who has taken what dad?" I ask him. he looks around again and then looks straight at me "You took it didn't you!" he shouts, it wasn't really a question... or at least I don't think it was. "Again what was taken?" I ask with a sigh. "IF I DONT GET MY CREDIT CARD BACK BY THE END OF THE DAY YOUR ALL GROUNDED!" he shouts. this scared me I was always good I had done nothing wrong and honestly I didn't know what the god damn hell a credit card was!

After me and my sisters ate we walked to school together, mum walking just a little behind. "mum why was dad so angry, what did we do?" my younger sister Skyler askes. my mum sighs and looks down to the ground. "you have done nothing wrong sweaty, none of you have, your dads just angry because he lost his card" my mum answers sorrowfully. I could feel the lump form in my throat I wanted to cry... I thought it was me he shouted at I hadn't taken in what my mum said I thought she blamed me too.

(later that day/ in school/ thrive/ therapy)

I was crying my thrive/therapy teacher trying to calm me down... I had told her about what happened in as much detail as I could... I wish I hadn't. I spent the rest of the school day in that thrive/therapy room that day.

at the end of the day I'm called to the main office and am told some social workers were coming to pick me and my sisters up, I didn't question this because I was so used to it. we drove the short distance back to the house and parked a little away from it, this confused me so I looked out the window to see a cop car and my mum talking to the police officer. my oldest sister sue got out the car and walked towards my mum and the police man and started to talk to them, she then ran back to the car and asked us to come into the house and sit on the sofa.

after my mum came into the house she told us what had happened, my thrive teacher had gone and told the social workers about what happened and they were taking our dad away. I cried for weeks it was all my fault!

(a few weeks later)

my mum was struggling to look after us all there were 4 of us and 1 of her we had, had regular contact with our dad after he was taken away so I felt a little better. For some reason one morning my mum was acting really nervous, I wanted to question her about it but it seamed I didn't have to...

After a phone call my mum was having she came up stairs to where me and my sisters were changing. " hey guess what!" my mum says clearly anxious. we all stop what we are doing and look up at her. " wah" my youngest sister sapphire giggles playfully. my mum smiles at her and looks to each of us, "No school today... we are going to ur dads parents house... how does that sound?" she askes. we look at her confused and nod.

(6 years later)

not much happened in those six years but what happened after we went to my grandparents house will always be the worst thing that ever happened to me in my life, we went to Ireland on a boat. we were practically homeless at that point but the police found us and we ended up in England again... this time we weren't with are parents but luckily me and my sisters got to stay together... but then a thing happened...

(before the beginning?)

I had, had enough of the bullies but they were right I was ugly... I didn't like how I looked honestly, I wanted to change. unfortunately I was put with the worst carers ever and had to put up with them for 5 years but I moved in the end... unfortunately a long way away from my home away from my sisters and over family members. over the years I had gained many mental problems and one of them was an anger problem... oh well.

I don't regret my decision to die half my head of hair black and put one blue contact in( on the side of the back hair witch is left side) my hair was long and platted at the back, I thought it looked cool and that's all that mattered to me... especially when I dropped out of school and what I'm only 14... and?!

I lived with two girls one was 16 and the other was 13 but she acted 5... I hate her and always will she is a b*tch... with brown hair and more human than dog... weeeeeelllll. the 13 year old was called Ruby but I like to call her the RAT, it suits her. the 16 year old is called Maggie, she is annoying at times but when we are civil we are like sisters.

Ruby used to be such a pain, when I was reading she would poke me and whine and try and hug me... I hated it... I wanted her to go away... At night she would nock on my wall or bang on my door or complain to the adults that I was making too much noise... I wasn't making any just so you know.

now let me tell you what made me kill everyone in the house... and no it wasn't with a knife I was never allowed to touch those... they always locked them away!

I was sat on my sofa reading a comic on my phone wile ruby and Maggie were arguing over something... they were getting on my damn nerves. Being me I just sat there and tried to ignore them but I could feel my blood boil with hatred as they disturbed me from the one thing I enjoyed. Ruby was at her breaking point I could tell but honestly I wasn't interested in there silly behaviour. I heard something drop so I looked up... biiiiig mistake, a pear was throw straight.at.me. I stood up with a bleeding fore head from how hard ruby had thrown it and I ran after her... I could literally see red I wanted her DEAD! Unfortunately I couldn't get to her as the adults had stood in the way and like the pussy she is she ran up stairs and locked herself in her room.

After having the scratch on my forehead out I went to bed, I was still furious... later that night I got a message on an app I used, it was from ruby... what she put will never be forgiven and its what lead me to ... oops don't wanna ruin the story...

(1:00 in the morning)

I got out of bed filled with bloodlust... I couldn't hold it in anymore no one understood me... no one cared. I wanted to end myself but I knew there was a better option... KILLING EVERYONE WHO HURT ME! starting with the rat!

I climbed onto my wardrobe and took down my old suitcase full of stuff I didn't use much, I dragged it down and onto my messed up bed. I unzipped the suitcase I looked through it... an old book, drawing of my family, old bottle of shampoo ... AH! found it! I took out a razor and some gloves out of the bottom of the suitcase. both items were black, they would be red in a minuet... I laugh quietly to myself.

I was getting really exited, I couldn't wait to see the blood pour onto the bed and my hands. I packed up some bags I knew I would have to run away I wasn't stupid... I remembered seeing a woods nearby what was it called... sl-sle... nah I cant remember but no one goes in there too many people go missing... no one would look for me there...

I broke the razor so that the blade was able to cut the skin, it was quite a big razor but I knew I wanted a better murder weapon... I snuck out my room and went to the door on the right... good it was unlocked I quietly opened the door and stepped into the room. ruby was asleep. I walked over to her silent figure, I could feel my blood boil and my anger rise I shoved a pillow over her face and sat on it. ruby mumbled something then started to shift a bit. I grabbed her wrist and in seconds had slit it. I heard a muffled scream and then she went still, I had cut her deep...

I continued to cut up her wrist and her arm, I took the pillow off her face and smiled at her ugly face. she had bitten her tongue and her eyes were wide open. I cut the bottom of her eyes and made it look like she was crying blood. I got up from were I was sitting on the bed and looked down at her body. I stuck my finger in her blood and wrote on her wall 'This is what you did to me!' I stood away from the wall and marvelled my masterpiece.

I started to look around the room for a hair clip I could use to try and unlock the adults doors because they always locked them. I found one in a make up bag and left the room quietly. I went to the adults door witch was left to my room and looked into the lock. I bended and twisted the hair clip into shape so I could get into the room... CLICK... the door opened. I courteously walked into the large room and over to the adults. I killed them the same way I killed the girl ruby and left a different message on the wall 'come find me if you dare' and walked out of that room.

I didn't want to have to kill Maggie but I didn't want her to see what I had done, she was like a sister to me I couldn't put her through the pain of seeing the dead bodies in the house and then realising it was me... even if I was now a murderer I still cared I still had people to protect and that is why I had to kill her. I walked really slowly towards her room and then heard a noise... it came from her room! she opened the door and saw me, I had blood all over me. she walked over to me probably not realising what I had all over me, and asked "hey are you alright Akura?". I nodded then grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her towards me. I put my hand over her mouth before she could scream and with my other had I brought the razor to her throat. she struggled in my grip and even tried kicking me in my cotch! she wasn't getting away with that so with one quick hand motion I slit her throat.

blood poured out all over me and I laughed. even if I had just killed someone who I cared for it was enjoyable. the warm sticky, irony blood was enough to make my heart go wild I was full of pleasure but I didn't understand why. I wanted to kill more...

i didn't bother leaving another message I was wary someone might of heard something, so I hurried out of the front door and along the road. it was dark so I was confident only a few drunk people would see me but they would probably think they were going insane themselves or just brush it off as a dream when they wake up.

I ran with my bag on my back all the way to the woods and I looked down and squinted my eyes at the sign... slende-... I fell on my knees in pain, there was a loud ringing sort of noise in my ears. I covered my ears and dug my nails into my head, blood trickled down the sides of my face. I looked up and saw a tall pale faceless creature, it seemed to tilt its head at me and then... I blacked out...