Mid-July, 1962

Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.

The only sound left was panting, then a whimper.

"…Mom?" a young girl asked. She screamed.

The cold corpses of her family laid before her, from oldest to youngest. Her father. Her mother. Her older brother. Her older sister. Her two younger brothers.

The girl looked down to her hand to see it clutching a bloody knife that matched the stab wounds in the six dead bodies. She screamed again and dropped the knife like it was burning metal.

"What… what have I done?" she whispered, raising her bloody hands in front of her face and wincing. Running to the bathroom, she flipped the switch to see that she was completely covered in blood, soaking, really. She screamed and turned the light back off, backing into the wall, panting again.

Walking back out into the family room, a flash of lightning illuminated the room, hinting at something on the wall. She hesitantly reached for the light switch, then flipped it up.

The wall read "I KILLED MY FUCKING PERFECT FAMILY."

A scream that lasted an eternity bubbled out of her throat as she fell to the ground, covering her face with her red, sticky hands.

Just a bit of an experiment. I've had this for a while and wanted to try a story that jumps around instead of being told chronologically. Besides, there aren't many Kit stories ;)