THE INCIDENT blood blood everywhere what have I done? there lies my mother with my father right beside knife protruding out his back what have I done? I didn't kill them I couldn't have could I? could I have taken from them what they gave to me? life so sorrowful why is there all this blood? splattered on the walls in puddles on the floor on my parents on me my hands stained with blood but whose? not my parents I won't accept it what happened here? why can't I fucking remember? it's all blank my mind wiped clean of it all not stained with memory like my hands with blood I remember an argument screaming fighting coming from the kitchen me at the TV watching some rerun not really noticing the screams the fighting for it happened all the time when it happens all the time you learn to block it out I got thirsty the screams got louder I got up the arguing worsened I walked towards the kitchen the fighting raged on as I reached the door the screaming stopped the arguing ceased the fighting quit and as I opened the door ...nothing blackness my mind is blank till the moment where I woke up and saw all the blood and my parents on the floor dead what happened? why can't I remember? what the fuck is wrong with me? I know the mind is a very complex organ but can it black out memories that aren't wanted by itself? and if it can can it be called upon to dig those memories back up? or is it better not knowing no I need to know what I have or haven't done think dammit, think un-erase the blackboard that is the mind bring into the light what is now in the shadows it can and will be done ok as I open the door the screams cease I see my dad with a crazy look in his eyes and a bloody knife in his hand dear god it wasn't me that killed my mother but what about my father? I see mother on the floor pools of blood right beside redder than the reddest red a coppery smell hangs in the air I look back to dad who has drawn nearer telling me he won't hurt me with that crazy look still in his eyes and the bloody knife still in his hands I am mesmerized shocked horrified he pleads with me telling me he had to that she left him no choice he actually starts convincing me till I see the knife again covered in blood mother's blood I remember what he just did to mother and I run back out the door in which I entered this nightmare he gives chase but I am quicker out the front door into the yard and as I'm about to run and keep running till I can't run anymore I remember mother what if she still lives? I must be sure she is really dead so I enter the red, coppery smelling room through the back door I do not want to touch her all that blood and the smell enough to drive one crazy but for mother's sake I check yes she has passed away I see her beautiful eyes for the last time as I close her eyelids I start to weep but no time for grief for I remember my father at the same time he crashes through the door he doesn't bother pleading he just charges at me I run again for the kitchen door he doesn't look where he's going he has forgotten about mother he trips on her body the knife plunges into him blood seeps from him he gasps for air but gets little like a fish out of water he slowly dies the death he deserves he died ten minutes later and then I awoke to the blood everywhere I have done nothing yet I have lost everything my bastard father and my loving caring beautiful mother why? god why? I remembered and now I want to forget there is no god for if there was this would have never happened there is no god I am now forever alone. By: Ryan Stancl