The noise was coming from their daughter's room. Jerry held a bat in his hand ready to swing at whatever he could see. They walked to the room, opened the door and what they saw was something they couldn't believe.

Their daughters lifeless body draped over the bed, blood everywhere. All over the walls, the floor, the bed, her body. Theresa screamed and ran into the living room. Jerry walked over to his daughters' body. He dropped the bat as he fell to his knees.

Their oldest son, Justin stood over his sister with the bloody weapon in his hand. He was covered in her blood.

Jerry looked to son as Justin dropped the knife.

Red and blue flashing light lit up the loft and sirens were heard outside.

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"Why did you do it?"

"I had to."

"Why?"

"It was her time to go."

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She screamed and cried as he muffled her mouth with his hand. Repeatedly stabbing her in the chest and stomach. Blood splattering everywhere as he continued to stab her until she stopped moving and her body was lifeless. He stabbed her one last time in the chest before he stepped back to look at the job he just done.

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"You're not God."

"I am my own God."

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He strangled her as she gasped and struggled for air. She swung her hand at his face, clawing at him and bit his hand. He squeezed her neck tight as she struggled.

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"Why was this her time."

"She wanted to be in a better place."

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The light went off. She screams.

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"What place would that be."

"A place where she could feel no more pain."

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"What are you doing here?" She turned to her brother at the threshold of her door.

"I always come and wish you goodnight." He smiled.

"Good night to you too." She said in a nonchalant tone.

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"What place would that be?"

"Heaven."

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He stood over her lifeless body with the knife in his hands. A tear escaped his eye as he took a deep breath.

"I'll see you soon." He dropped the knife.

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Justin sat in an empty room. It was white and padded. He had a creepy grin on his face as the thick steel door slammed. Locking him inside the room.

Waverly Place Mental Institute.