Chapter 3 - The Plan

Elizabeth was sitting down with paper and a pen.

'What if I kill Betty at night and put the knife in Alex's hand..' she thought to herself,'That won't work...there are cameras around the house..'

She sighed and stared at the blank piece of paper. If she would have killed Betty and put the knife in Alex's hand then the camera would have caught that and she would be sent to jail.

'Maybe I can turn off the cameras!' She then wrote on the paper, 'turn off cameras.'

There was one camera in the kitchen facing sink and another camera facing the hallway. There was one camera in the living room facing the door.

She wrote down,' - first turn off camera in living room - Next turn off camera in hallway.'

She didn't worry about the kitchen camera because it wasn't facing where she was. She thought it was stupid that they put a camer in the kitchen that is facing the sink. Or maybe they faced the camera the wrong way, either way it didn't interfere with her plan.

She smiled and crossed her arms. She felt pride and happiness. She then created a bag and put all her stuff inside. The small room had nothing in it, only her. She burned the paper.

She thought,'What if I fake my death?' If she would fake her death then she could start life all over again.

She knew her power was strong and advanced for someone her age and so she tried to make a copy of herself.

The first copy was a complete disaster, it came out with 3 eyes, no arms, and no feet. She cringed at this and stared at it for a minute.

She tried and tried and tried until she got it right. By that time it was 10:00 PM and she had created 7 failed copies of herself and then she burned them.

She then did a little dance by waving her arms in the air.

She then got out of the hidden door and went straight for the camera in the living room. It wasn't facing towards her so she quickly went to the camera. She saw the turn off button on the camera and pressed the button. The camera stopped moving and was still facing the kitchen. The kitchen was right in front of the living room so she was happy that it faced towards the kitchen. The hallway wasn't near the kitchen and besides the camera was turned off so it wouldn't record her either way. She quickly went to the hallway and turned off the camera. Then she pointed the camera up to the ceiling, just in case it was still recording.

She went back to her hidden door and took her double. She placed the double on the couch and put her blood on it. She then put gloves on and grabbed a knife. She stabbed the doll in the stomach and neck. She then made the doll look shocked and put tears on it so it would be more realistic. She smiled and went towards Betty's and Alex's room.

She quickly looked in Emily's room to see if she was sleeping and she was. Then she went to the other room.

She saw Betty and Alex sleeping comfortable. She made her way to Betty's side of the bed. She held her knife and slit her throat then she stabbed her stomach.

Betty woke up but couldn't say anything. She was gasping for air. She was confused as to what happened and then tears rolled down her eyes. She then took her final gasp and laid down emotionless and shocked.

Alex didn't hear anything because he was in a deep sleep.

Elizabeth then made her way to Alex's side of the bed and put the knife on his hands. She put her blood and Bettys blood on his shirt. She then created an alcohol bottle that didn't have alcohol in it and placed it on the side of the bed. She put two more.

She was going to frame Alex by making the police think he killed them and was drunk. She then created an alcohol perfume and sprayed it in Alex's mouth, shirt and hair. She then put a little bit of alcohol on his shirt.

'This is the perfect plan,' she thought to herself,'I should go and lock Emily's door.' She didn't want the police to think it is suspicious that she didn't get killed.'On second thought maybe I should just kill her.' She grabbed the knife from Alex's hand. She still had gloves on so her touch wouldn't be on the knife.

She went towards Emily's room. She quickly and quietly made her way towards her. Emily was sleeping peacefully which made Elizabeth disgusted. She held the knife and slit Emily's throat and then stabbed her stomach. Emily didn't wake up because Elizabeth cut off her neck by accident.

"Oh, oh well she would have died either way," Elizabeth said. Then back to the other room and put the knife on Alex's hand. Then she went to the hidden door to grab her bag.

She burned the gloves and alcohol perfume.

She had a little bit of blood on her dress so she changed. Then she walked out of the house with a big smile on her face.

Her hair was down and her hair was red. Her red hair flowed with the wind. Elizabeth's hair was to her knees and wavy. Her red eyes were bright and her yellow pupils. Her dress was puffy. It was pastel red with whtie laces at the edges. Her sleeves were puffy with white laces also. She had a scarf around her neck that was white with a pastel red flower pattern. Her bag turned into a black backpack.

She just remembered one important thing, her eyes. She quickly went to the double and put her eyes black. Then she walked outside.

Now she felt freedom and happiness. She then took out her phone and called the police.

"911, what's your emergency?" "I heard screaming coming from a house! It sounded like the person was in distress!" Elizabeth said with a scared and worried voice."Calm down ma'am, where is the location?" "It is XXXXXXX." "Help is on the way, just stay home." "Okay thank you, bye." "Bye." The call ended and Elizabeth jumped up and down.

She saw Amanda, her cat. She picked up Amanda and ran away from her house. She wanted to get away from the neighborhood.

She was running for a while and it was 4:00 AM. The cops probably arrived already and are using their powers to calm Alex down. She laughed as the thought of Alex waking up to cops, his dead wife, dead daughter, and Elizabeth. She was far from her neighborhood but was lost.

She didn't know what to do now. Now Elizabeth found herself in a pickle on what to do next.

'I could look for a house or I can pretend to be homeless,' she thought to herself.

She then saw an abandoned house. Just her luck, she quickly ran towards the house. There weren't many cars and they didn't pay attention to her. She faced the house. It looked like her old house except it had broken windows, peeled wallpaper, and graffiti.

She didn't care because she could always rebuild it. She wasn't old enough to look for a job and people would think it is weird for an old broken down house to look new in 2 days. She decided that she would call people and tell them to rebuild the house. If they refuse she would just give them the money and then they would rebuild the house. She didn't want to handle that now so she decided tomorrow she would call.

She went inside with her cat and closed the door behind her.