I don't know what to do, so I'll keep doing what I'm doing.
I went to get my mom out of the garage. When I opened the door, she pushed in and knocked me right down to the floor. My mom is big, she's got a really squishy body and I couldn't roll her off me. I've never seen her move that quick or aggressively.
She's got the same demented thing as everyone else who got sick has. She bit my left hand really hard on the palm..
I didn't know what else to do. There was a rock on the floor that fell when my dad was rampaging through the kitchen after me.
It's a rock that I painted up to look like a frog back when I was like 7.... I didn't know how to stop her from biting me...
I'm sorry mom. I thought I would just stun you..... But when I hit her on the side of the head, her skull broke. I didn't know bones could break that easily.
I dragged her outside. Her body is on the ground in front of my dad, and he's thrashing and mad at me. I think he knows what I did, even though he's dead.
I'm going to dig the graves deeper, and then bury her. Maybe I'll just do the same with my dad.
I didn't kill her, she was already dead. I didn't kill her. She was already dead. I didn't kill.