Chapter 1: Pilot

It never occurred to me that I could be so cruel.The thing that scared me most was myself.I Didn't feel an ounce of remorse .Around me lay four bodies,lifeless and bloody. All the bodies of my family members. I felt a kind of dread and loathe towards myself but I liked the feeling. I looked at my hands and thought," What a deep stain...",I felt cold , a freezing feeling engulfed me but I liked that feeling. I wanted to feel more. I went to the sink and washed my hands. I washed them , slowly and impeccably. Then I turned around to look at the mess I had made. My parents, my brothers, all laid lifeless with a sheer expression of horror on their faces. I loved their expressions, I smiled. I went to each one of them and closed their eyes one by one. Then I cleaned the pool of blood on the floor and the rod that I had used previously. Then I tried to move them . Their blood had stopped flowing by then . They were too heavy. An idea occurred to me. I went to the kitchen.took out the kerosene and put it all over the house such that the curtains burn first and then the house along with the bodies....Next I packed my bags ..you know all the FD certificates , bank statements and all. Then I went to the kitchen, left the gas on and went out...I switched on the ceiling lights by my phone . I walked through the street and I heard an explosion . It was around 7:30 pm . I turned around and screamed at my house burning up in flames now. The neighbours came and all were flabbergasted. I tried to run towards the house , calling out to my family members but the kind neighbours stopped me and consoled me. The flames raged on . I just went on saying,"what have I done????I shouldn't have left the house.MOM!DAD!BRO...SOMEONE CALL THE FIRE BRIGADE PLEASE !!!OH MY GOD ...DAD!MOM!BRO !!!!"they called the fire brigade but by the time they arrived,everything had already burnt down into ashes and only rags and bones were left . I was interrogated by an official though my neighbours opposed it , I volunteered with a heavy heat.I said ," I had gotten into a terrible quarrel with my mother and called her a slut and she wished that I had never been born..so I left the home... she was so hurt that I saw her pouring kerosene over herself...I thought my family would stop her ...I was going to my friend's home for the time being....i never could imagine that this would happen ...I thought they could stop her but they couldn't..." I fell down crying. The official gave his condolences and apologised for the interrogation. After all I was the same age as their daughters. It was intriguing how they tried to console me ... it seems nothing is more emotionally brutal than a teenager's confession...," if I had stayed, this would never had happened...." . I went to my grandmas to live for a while. My neighbours helped me rebuilding the house and the insurance came in handy. She also gave me a big amount of money and consoled me dearly. She sobbed at my fate.she hugged me every night. I hugged her back. I got all the life insurances of my family members and I fixed it . A few months later I went back to my new house and I , cordially thanked my neighbours for their goodwill during the dark times I had recently faced, I moved back in. That's how my story started....