My hands...

They're red.

This red liquid feels.... good? 

Suddenly I felt a bit different, it was as if I got my conscious back but something was bothering me.

It was like a different personality.

I hear Ariel crying and hugging my back, trying to pull me away from my stepmother.

I looked at the face of my stepmother once again, I couldn't recognize that face.

"AAAH."

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I screamed as I backed away from that unknown face.

"I did it, I killed her, I finally did it."

I couldn't hold my laugh in, I laughed like I had won a war over the world, like I was the.. Strongest.

Ariel looked at me like I did something wrong, what did I do to deserve that look.

I didn't feel like anything I did was wrong.

The adrenaline wasn't wearing out, I kept laughing.

*TSSS*

A loud noise like a slap echoed through the room.

I feel a burn on my cheek, Ariel stood there with her hand up in the air like she's ready to hit me again.

I came back to the real me as soon as I saw my stepmother my knees got weak and I hit the floor

"D-did I do this? ANSWER ME!?," Ariel took a step back like she was afraid of me.

"I didn't want to do it, I didn't want to do it, I didn't want to do it," I repeated these words over and over as I looked at my blood covered hands.

"Please believe me Ariel, please, please!"

 I could feel my conscious fade away.

"P-please believe me."

The last thing I remembered was Ariel running towards me...