​How it all started

In a dimly lit room, a young girl sat alone, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She spoke to herself, her words maked with determination”You deserve the world Emily,” she began, her voice devoid of emotion. “I am going to do whatever I need to make sure to survive.”

Her name was Emily, and her life had been shaped by the cold reality of her environment . Growing up in the foster care system, she learned early on to hide her true nature, to mimic the emotions of others in order to blend in. But beneath the facade, there lies this anger at the world, a constant need to be avenged. Truth is Emily never learned how to be feel nor adapt to her emotions. She went through life just by mimicking never truly understanding what it means to truly feel, what it means to be human.

Emily’s downfall began innocently enough, with card games and teenage antics. But it was Carla, a foster sibling, who unwittingly set off a chain of events that would change everything. Accusing Emily of cheating, Carla’s anger ignited a spark within Emily, a desire to assert dominance, to show her strength. To show that she’s not afraid that she too is the top dog.

As Carla lunged at her, Emily acted on instinct, fighting back with a ferocity that surprised even herself. In the end, Carla lay defeated, her face bruised and swollen, bloody with a missing tooth, and a broken arm, Carla lays on the floor sobbing, never having felt rage like that she lays speechless at the thought. ‘Almost killed over a fucking card game?? what the fuck is this crazy bitch made out of?’

But Emily’s victory was short-lived. Seeing the bloody mess she left Carla in was like a splash of cold water. Fearing the consequences of her actions, Emily fled, leaving behind the only home she had ever known. Alone on the streets of New York, she was forced to fend for herself, resorting to theft and prostitution anything would be better than going to jail.

At just 15 years old, Emily found herself in juvie, for prostitution. But even behind bars, she remained unrepentant, Believing Carla to be the cause of her downfall. With that Emily vow to get revenge on Carla no matter how long it took nor how far she has to go. Carla will pay in blood for all her misfortunes.

Years passed, and Emily’s thirst for revenge simmered beneath the surface, a constant reminder of the injustice she believed she had suffered. Now a successful woman, with in high standing in the social world. She did it, she made it to the top. But Carla still dominates her thoughts. The reason she had to experience the harsh reality of homelessness because that stupid bitch didn’t know how to take a loss still anger her till this day.

She did the only thing that could bring her peace of mind. She tracked Carla down, meticulously planning her revenge, determined to make her pay for the pain she had caused.

One fateful night, Emily crept into Carla’s home, her heart pounding with anticipation. She found Carla asleep in her bed, unaware of the danger lurking in the shadows.

With a cold determination, Emily shot Carla’s husband in cold blood with a silencer to silence the shots. Wiped her fingerprints off the gun. Then she used Carla’s hand to fire another shot into his brain. So when she get tested for gunshot residue the evidence will speak for itself.

Emily carried out her plan, by leaving signs of an unhappy home. Hiding underwear that’s too small to be carlas in her husband’s pockets. The police will drive themselves crazy trying to find that mistress but oh well it won’t matter. She left the home without being noticed. Carla soundly sleeping next to her dead husband without any idea of the gruesome scene that awaits once she wakes.

But as the flames consumed Carla’s life, a sense of emptiness washed over Emily. The satisfaction she had expected to feel was replaced by a profound sense of loss. She had become the monster under the bed, only attacking in the dark destroying lives without remorse but at what cost?

As she stood amidst the destruction, Emily realized that her quest for revenge had brought her nothing but pain and regret. The cost of her actions was too high, the price of her vengeance too steep.She left Carla’s children to suffer the same fate she did.

Emily, haunted by the ghosts of her past. She had sought revenge, but all she found was the emptiness of her own soul. And in that moment, she knew that some wounds could never be healed, some sins could never be forgiven. And hers? She’d have to live with the guilt forever, fearing that someday somehow Carla will realize that she was the one who took everything from her. And that Carla too would do her the way she did her, seek revenge and kill her husband and leave her children orphaned. But Emily its not that easy to break into a governor’s home right? And so what Carla is a colonel of the navy seals she’s still cornered like a dead rat.