I dug my toes in the soft white sand and I wished I could bury my whole body as well and escape this cruel world! I don't understand why someone like me should be allowed to live. I have suffered a lot.

My family abandoned me. Yes, as I look on the sand, I wish it still looked as pure as before. It has been almost two weeks since my family left me. The memories of that night flash in my mind, the blood that mixes with the white sand, the knife and the cursed one who killed my family.

I wish to see her dead. And so, I went to the shore. And as I dug my toes into the white sand I see that it’s still stained with my family’s blood, I want to bury my body within that stained sand, to bring justice to my family’s death.

Yes’ I am the one who killed them. Would you blame me for that? Don’t. They neglected me. They didn’t treat me like one of them. They institutionalized me. And so, I showed them how this woman recovered from her mental hospital stay. I showed them my revenge!

© 2009 Cherry Ann Simeon. Original for CCF. Simeon grants CCF first electronic rights for one month; CCF may archive the material indefinitely and include it in an eBook anthology.