I killed myself. Unintentionally, I killed the old me. Well, I have to! Because I'm weak, coward, and fragile. Everyone thinks that I can't. No one believes that I can do my best. I'm useless. Worthless. Nonsense. But that was before, look at me now! I am strong and stout to stand on my own. I can do whatever I want to. In fact, I have the power to control everything because of my own abilities and skills. I also have my mask called "smile" to hide my wicked plans. My angelic face helps me not to be suspicious. No one blame me in every rotten happenings around. Now, I used to forget the old me to fight for what I am and to defend for what I have. It's payback time. It is the right time for revenge! I killed myself, so it's the precious time to kill them.
"Criing! Criing!"- I rapidly cease the alarm clock and go out of my bed. With my drowsy eyes, I go to my closet and slowly open it. Well, it's not the usual closet with different dresses because it has a small bulletin board with the picture of my targets. "Enjoy your fame Michael Perez, 'cause it's showtime!," I sarcastically smile and grab the red pen and cross out his face. "You lock me in the CR before? Now, I did the same thing to you but I just add some thrill," I smirked and close it then ready myself to go to school.
Maybe you're wondering who is the evil man I am, well I am Franco Gonzales, a family-oriented boy and a 17-year-old senior high student. I'm once a poor-pathetic young man with braces and thick eyeglasses. I'm smart but everybody says that I am nerd or a geek. All of my schoolmates know me for being a weak, a crying baby, a famous campus bullied. I'm tired for being miserable. I'm so tired for being me. But as I realized that I can do something about it, that very moment, everything has changed. I modify my physical appearance in order to stop the humors about me. I also prove that I can gain respect through my achievements and school performance. And unanticipatedly, now, everyone loves me! Yes, it seems that everything is fine, but not for me. All the people who hurts me must pay for all they've done.
I'm walking at the pathway of the school as I notice a crowd blocking the way to the main building. I heard some girls saying that there's another victim of the serial killer, it is Michael Perez, a senior, who found hanging at the comfort room. His flesh was scattered at the floor and his eyes also left hanging from its socket. I smile and say to myself, "another job well done, Franco." I passed the crowd haughtily with my sweetest smile and chin-up. They smile back and greet me, what a stupid people, they love me so much! And that love covers all the dubious things about me. "Hey Frank! Did you heard the news?," my classmate Anna asked me when Im in the room. "What? About Mr. Perez?," I replied. "Oh yes! It's so yucky and creepy! But at the same time I felt a deep pity for him," she said. I just nod at her but deep inside, my mind shouting "well he deserves that! ".
Serial killer? Yes! I am. Well don't blame me, it is just a simple revenge. A brutal and a lifetime revenge. I feel satisfied as I kill the people who laughs at me and done something that hurts me. I killed them the way how they treated me before but of course it can't be done without their bloods and flesh. It is my way to please myself. And all the killings are done inside the school campus. I have access in all the system of the school so I easily accomplish my mission. There's a several numbers of students, teachers, and school administrators I've killed and the latest is Mr. Perez. But now, as I stare at my bulletin board I realized that all the faces are cross out. All of them are all dead. I'm not satisfy. My fury is not yet done. It is not enough. Then, an idea comes in my mind. I think it's the right time for the big show!
"Goodmorning everyone!," I great my family with glee. "Oh good morning Franco! You look so happy today huh?," my mother said. "Well I'm just preparing for the most important event that may happen in school Ma," I replied then drink my coffee and start eating my breakfast. "Tomorrow is your Seniors prom night, right kuya? So is this the thing you're excited about?," my grade9 sister asked. "Not really Bea, but I know there will be a big surprise," I guaranteed. "You must be the most handsome there, son, make that night a blast!" my father said then laugh. I tap my father's shoulder and said, "I will Dad, I will." We happily share some experience and eat our breakfast. It is a great time to start my plan. Yes, my dear. Tomorrow's prom night will be a big blast. A surprising and unforgettable night.
Today is the day. Every seniors is ready and excited for the event at night. Well, the same thing for me! I prepared and planned well for this night. By means of this, all the people who make fun and laughs at me before will all be vanished. At exactly 12 o'clock in the midnight, the bomb I plant in the room beside the stage will explode and all of the people in the function hall will shower in blood and their body parts will scatter in different places. I will laugh at them as their body explode. I will make the school a living hell for those devils! Their lives are not enough to pay all the pain they leave in my whole personality. They deserve all of these. No one is exempted for my revenge.
Dressed with my suit and packed with my evil plans- I can say that I am ready for tonight's prom night. For them, it will be the night full of fun and romantic scene but for me, it is the most awaited part of my High School life because it is the final attack of the "serial killer". I rapidly grab the key of my car and go down the stairs to see my parents. "You look so good Frank! " my mother said as she kiss me in my forehead. "Enjoy your night, son. But always be careful and takecare ok? I know you are aware of the serial killings in your school ," my father said with the worried facial expression. "Don't worry Mom, Dad. I can handle myself, I promise to take a good care of myself, " I tightly hug them and suddenly ask something. "Where's Bea? I didn't see her yet," I turn my head in different direction to check where she is but there's no sign of my sister. "Oh, I saw her a while back. Maybe she is in the garden," my Mom said. I hug and kiss them again and decided to go. When I'm in the garden, my mother is right! Bea is there. "Hey Sweetie! Can you hug kuya as a goodluck for tonight? " I smile at her but she just stare at me seriously. She looks me with her most serious face and her eyes convey a message, but I don't get it. "Is there any problem Bea?" I asked with curiosity. "Kuya please stop, don't go there. Please, " now she is begging me. I think she just miss me and worried so I kiss her in the forehead and promise that I will go home early. My sister became weird fir the pass few days but I don't takenit serious. I know she's fine. And now, let's go back to my own business.
Different light with different colors are dancing in the whole place. Flowers and tables are aesthetically arrange. Everyone feels the glee as they walk in the aisle with a red carpet. There's a loud chants of happiness around. Yes, it is the night. I smirked, "those happy face will be a faces full of sorrow, those joyful rhythms will be a screams of pain." Everyone dances, but I'm just staring at them and reminiscing all the painful things they've done. I'm just waiting for the right time. For that special 12 o'clock when the big surprise occur, a blast.
"Tik-tok-tik-tok! "- I'm in my car now outside the campus, I patiently waiting for the right time. My sister Bea keep on calling me in my phone, but I just texted her saying everything is fine and don't be worried. She just miss me. I guess. Oh! It's already 11:59pm! I can't wait for the most tragic death of the year. Ten... Nine... I'm so excited! Eight... Seven... Six... My heart beats so fast! Five... Four... I put my glasses to protect my eyes in the explosion that Im going to witness. Three... Two... "Baaaaaaaangg!"- there's a blast but what the! It is not what I expect! The explosion is so dinky! What happened?!
I immediately run to the function hall. I saw people who are screaming, trembling with fear, some of them are crying. But the crowd beside the stage caught my attention. I go further towards their direction with curiosity and anger! "Another victim of a serial killer! ," people keep on saying. Then, when I saw the happenings inside the room. My world stop. With my jaw obviously dropped, I cry and cry. I keep on shouting. Why is this happened to me? I can't believe it. It's impossible. The reason why the bomb don't explode on it's usual intensity is because someone covers it's own body to save others live. Body parts, flesh, bloods! - scattered all around the place. And guess who is the person behind this brutal accident- it's Bea, my beloved sister. My only beloved sister.
Now, Im staring at the vase where the ashes of my sister are in. Speechless. I can't believe it. Why? How? What happened to my precious plan for that night? And why do my sister is there and do this thing? I know! This is the revenge of someone, maybe one student know the things I've done in school. Maybe they know my secret. With these thoughts, unawarely, I'm in the room of my sister. As I roam around, I notice a red big notebook under the cabinet of Bea, I get it and lay on her bed. It's her diary. I open it in the middle and start reading.
"Hey diary! I don't know what to do. I caught again Kuya Franco stabbing Mr. Perez in the CR of school last dismissal. It is not surprising anymore. It is the 8th time to see kuya killing the people he hates. I know how he suffered so much last year, that's why I can't blame him for all of these. All I can do is help him to hide all the crimes he have done, again secretly. " I'm really shocked as I read her diary. That's why people don't caught me because my sister helps me. Sometimes she deactivated and hacked the system like CCTV in school. Sometimes she make way in order to secrete the crime and helps me to escape. Once again, tears fall in my eyes. My heart torn into piece. With my shaky hand, I slowly turn the notebook on its last page.
"It is the night. My brother is planning to plant bomb in their prom to kill all the people there. This is too much. I must do something to stop him. I can't take to see people explode or people who are burning alive. I will stop kuya."- This is her first note then out of curiosity and eagerness to know the truth, I continue reading it. "I tried to talk to him in the garden before he go but he didn't listen. Now, Im on my way to the school and keep on calling him through phone, but he don't answer any of my call. Then suddenly, I receive a text message from saying 'don't worry, I'm fine', I don't know what will happen but I'll assure that the disaster he is planning will not happen. I do everything just to save those people. It's time to correct the bad things I've done. It's time" - and that's her last note on her diary.
Tears keep on racing down in my eyes. It even hurts me now. Because of my evil plans, my younger sister is now gone. It's my fault! I want to scream but there's no voice to get out of my mouth. I payback on my own revenge. I killed myself. I killed those people. Now, I killed Bea. Is this what I really want? Do Im happy now? I keep on asking myself. I used to defend myself from those bad people then look at me now! I became worst. Again, I'm angry. But for now, in myself. I stand and decided to left the room and the diary in the bed, but unexpectedly, a picture fall from it. I get it and stare for a couple of seconds. It a picture with Bea, it's Halloween, she dressed like superhero and Im with my old look, so nerdy because of my eyeglasses and braces. I smile as I remember our happy moments together. Then, a note at the back of the picture make me realized everything. Again, that very moment everything change.
"Sorry kuya. Sorry if I didn't defend you from the people who make you cry. Now, I promise to protect you like your young Wonderwoman. I miss the old you kuya. Please come back! I miss you! -Bea."