Le short story

I haven’t really figured out a name yet so.....

Also... imma just say
It’s pretty much impossible to figure out what’s actually going on in the story.. although you can probably make a bunch of semi logical guesses
So... enjoy ig 🤷‍♂️✨

It was all over the news and in the papers. People talked about it and the people they told, told other people. On September thirteenth the home of Colton and Jennifer Stirlings caught fire. Everyone in the house died, but “luckily” for me... I wasn’t home at the time.
It was my fault anyway... the fire... so why did they die and not me? My own careless stupidity cost the lives of my parents and siblings. So why am I the only one left breathing?
Five funerals in one day... My mother... Her wavy, sandy blonde hair as beautiful as it ever was, but there was a lifelessness to her that had never existed before. I wish I could see her deep brown eyes again, instead of the eyelids that hid the dead eyes she had now.
My father... the reason I didn’t get to die along with the rest of my family... We had gotten into a fight. He had green eyes... and had I gotten my eyes from him. Why couldn’t I have gotten his calm, sensible nature? They might all be alive if I had.
My older sister, Maria... Why did she have to die? Why? She was the gentlest, sweetest girl to ever breath so why did she have to die because of her little brother’s stupidity??
She looked so much like mom... with her brown eyes and curly brown hair... couldn’t one of them have woken up and smelled the smoke so that they didn't all Suffocate???
My little brother brother Josh... he was always so quiet.... his dead body was so peaceful he seemed to just be asleep... but he would never wake up... and I could never look into his bright blue eyes and tell him I’m sorry...
My younger sister, Clare... she was so young and innocent... only 9 years old. I remember the way her curly blonde pigtails bounced when she ran... how her green eyes shimmered at anything of curiosity. How could they all be dead...?
Five new tombstones in the cemetery, but why couldn’t there be six?

It’s been a while, but nothing has changed. The tombs still house my lifeless family and I still feel the crushing weight of grief and regret. It’s my fault... I practically killed them all... yet I am allowed to continue breathing, while they slowly rot...
This isn’t justice.

Troubles seem to follow me like my own shadow. There were two random killings and somehow I have almost been blamed for them.. not that I mind much. Some seems to framing me.. the few shreds of evidence point to me, but there isn’t enough to put me out of my misery. I wouldn’t plead guilty despite how destroyed I am... I can still move forward and move on... Right?
Besides... if I pled guilty the actual murderer will still be free.

Another death.
Mathew Collins.
Age 39.
Cause of death: strangulation

#### leaned back in his chair and let out a deep breath...
Why am I being framed for these deaths...? I’ve never seen or even heard of this person in my life! I have no reason to kill them! It’s not like I’m a serial killer and if I were I’d be the one to know!
The part that’s confusing me the most is why would someone want to frame me, but most of all why kill them and leave everything in tact? No money was taken, nothing was. The people who were killed barely even looked like they were murdered... everything looked normal and like they were asleep... So is this psycho only killing people just so I’d get blamed???
Really what scares me the most is.... what if there isn’t ever enough evidence... and they just kill me on their own?

Another body was found... Will they ever learn who did this and punish him??
The evidence still is kinda pointing to me, but it isn’t me!!
I wouldn’t kill them! Why would I kill them??? I would never try to kill anyone, but yet I’ve been put on trail so many times this year. It’d be better just to be found guilty and sentenced to death than living with this... this weight.

#### took a deep shaky breath. He wrapped his arms around his legs and curled up. His face was pale and his eyes were dim...

It’s too much.... my family died only a year ago... and I can’t handle it. I can’t handle any of this... Why is there so much death...?
Who killed them?

Why a child? She was only seven... What kind of heartless monster could kill a seven year old? Drowning.... how could you drown a child like that....? How could you kill anyone????
It’s disgusting... killing a child for no reason... They where innocent... they had so much more life to live. I don’t think I can be found not guilty any longer... there’s too much evidence...
My only regret is that I’ll never learn who actually killed them.. and why.
Being framed for multiple murders... what a way to go out.
Go out with a bang, am I right?

#### sat in the court room.
“Ive become a regular.” He chuckled, waiting for trail to start so that the jury to declare him guilty...
He had seen all of the evidence before... this was the fifth trial and now all of the evidence had been compiled into one case.

Martha Johnson, age 36... cause of death: strangulation...
#### had seen the pictures... the bruises on her neck, sandy blonde hair tangled and the lifeless expression...

Philip Blank, age 14.. cause of death: suffocation by poisonous gasses..
Again #### had already been through all of the motions... Seen the pictures of the lifeless body of a boy with piercing, dead, blue eyes. Heard all of the evidence... There was no getting out of this now, but if #### was honest with himself it wasn’t terrible.

Mathew Collins, age 39... cause of death: strangulation..
Hearing all of the evidence... all of those details... seeing the pictures... it was torture...
So much death... so many lifeless bodies...
Why, why, why???
Can’t this end any sooner....?

Olivia Peters, age 19... cause of death: suffocation
Another set of lifeless eyes.... beautiful green... She looked like a very sweet girl how could anyone be such a monster as to kill her?
One more... just one more... and then it’ll be over...

Lucy Donavan, age 7... cause of death: Drowning
This was something I could barely even look at.... A lifeless little girl with tangled gold hair drenched with murky pond water..
How... How could someone kill a little girl...? How heartless do you have to be...?
I only hope the real murderer is punished...

#### stared at each one of the pictures...
so many lifeless bodies... dead eyes....
innocent people who were killed by a monster....

“How do you plead, Mr. Stirlings?”

####’s eyes widen and his face flooded with horror.... His dim eyes became wide and tears of terror filled them.

“Guilty.”

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