Evil Inside - Katie Burgess (most inspirational books of all time txt) 📗

People say that the evil inside isn’t worth it sometimes, or at least I think people in other towns say that. I wouldn’t know, nor would anybody else in this town. There are two types of people in the town that I live in, those who were born here and have ancestors that lived here and those who moved here. The two have one main thing in common, they both never end up leaving this town, usually. There are a couple of cases where people leave the town when they actually leave, they don’t amount to anything. Thats what life is like in Sauburn. My family is made up of the first type of people, where our whole family has lived here all of our lives. My fathers family moved here, in 1967. He says to my brothers and sisters that he’s never met anybody new since then. He’s known my mother since kindergarten. My name is Julianna, after some famous person. I have twin brothers, and three sisters. My house is always a mess and it’s almost impossible to eat a meal as a family. Blake, Johnny, Sylvia, Lily, and Abigail Francine. My whole family is constantly screaming and running around the house or the yard. I’m thirteen years old. The twins are only six years old, and my twin sisters are Lily and Sylvia, they’re fifteen. My oldest sister, Abigail Francine is nineteen and is leaving for college in four months time.

“Mom! I’ve only gotten four college acceptance letters, should I be worried?” My sister was hogging the whole entire Living room and coffee table with letters and her spread out on the couch. “Darling, you’ll be perfectly fine with only four colleges wanting you.” My mother was cooking in the kitchen, scrambling to find the cinnamon. “Johnny, go outside. You know all of the rules, no football in the house.” My father was shouting at Johnny, who was throwing a football down the staircase to Blake. Madness. “Lily! Get off of my bed! Why are you even on my side of the room!” The fifteen year olds were complete opposites and divided their room. The two weren’t allowed on the others side, or bed. “Sissy, will you come play with us outside?” Blake asked, staring at me. I was sitting on a stool at the “bar” in the kitchen. I shook my head and the two went sprinting out the sliding door. “Mom, can we make a gift for grandma later?” “No, I won’t have enough time. But if you really want to, you can make something by yourself.” She was making cinnamon sprinkled coffee for a meeting she has today.

The fifteen year olds walked down the staircase, right as mom left the house. “I just got a text from Sally saying that somebody new just moved into the town. Apparently they live just around the corner and are only thirteen. Who would move into this town at this time in the year?” Lily was trying to get caught up on gossip by sharing with Sylvia. “Hey, don’t we have a sister or brother who’s thirteen?” Sylvia was the clueless one of the family. “Yes, I’m right here.” I was taking advantage of the fifteen minutes that Abby wasn’t hogging the T.V. “What an adorable little girl, Chelsea just texted me and told me the same exact thing! Slight twinsies!” She was completely clueless. “Get off the couch you little brat, I need to view different colleges and dig through the mail to see if anything is for me!” Abby stormed in and shoved the twins out of the way. She threw the letters and one package onto the coffee table, “Why don’t you go cook some icky thing for grandma. We all know that she’ll die from your cooking.” We had an extreme rivalry, ever since I accidently spilled red punch on her pants at a christmas party when I was like seven or something. I don’t know why she’s still mad, she also doesn’t know that I’m thirteen already. “You two should be friends! You’re like ten or something and he’s thirteen. I just got a text! He has a hot older brother, DIBBS!” The two both screamed dibbs at the same exact time and then started arguing as they migrated into the kitchen.

“I’m going to go walk the dog” we didn’t have a dog, my clueless sister wouldn’t notice. “Why should I care? Just leave, but be back before whenever mom’s getting home. Where’s dad?” she had just noticed that my father left, he’s been gone since mom left. I walked straight out of the house, didn’t even stop to put on a coat. I was going to the new kids house, none of my friends text very often or live near me. My family lives in an area of seventeen years, and six to eight years. Nobody was in between, plenty of people were older or younger than that though, but who really wants to play with a bunch of six year olds when you’re thirteen.

“Eew, theres a little kid at the door, Janus it might be for you. How old are you little girl?” This sixteen year old or about that age person came and answered the door. “I’m thirteen, you should meet my twin sisters, they look like they’re about your age.” I was trying to be nice to this strange person. “You’d like Janus, shes thirteen also.” He walked away and shoved a tall girl towards the door, out of what looked like the the doorway to the kitchen. “Um, hi. I’m Janus. Are you here to play.” She spoke quietly and sounded scared to be speaking to somebody. “Yes, I was just coming to welcome your family into the neighborhood, maybe we could hang sometime though. How does in half an hour sound, you can even bring your brother who seems like he’s sixteen. To my house, it’s the medium sized blue one, right around the corner.” She started nodding, I’m not quite sure if she was coming or not, but she closed the door and I walked away.

“I’m HOME! I walked down to the new people’s house and met some people in their small-ish family.” I walked in through the door to my house, my sisters were no where to be seen. This was odd, my sisters weren’t shouting or hogging the couch and my brothers were just sitting on the staircase playing with toy cars or action figures. “Where’s Lily? Or Sylvia? Wheres Abbigail Francine, isn’t she supposed to be taking care of you two?” I was so confused. “Abby is out, and Sylvia went out to the mall with Chelsea. Lily was just in here on the T.V, but she disappeared into the backyard with a tall strange girl who looked like she was about fourteen.” Blake knew almost everything, he was allowed to skip a grade but refused so he could be in the same class as Johnny. “The backyard. Did this girl look shy or did she mention her name or can one of you describe her.” I shouldn’t have asked them so many questions, I probably could have figured this one out by myself. “No, I think she looked really tall and had curly-ish black hair, almost like an elf girl.” Johnny was ever so descriptive, that was exactly what Janus had looked like. How could she have gotten here earlier than I did, I left before and she didn’t really know where she was going. I stepped outside of the sliding doors, I saw Janus just standing over my sister. “What are you doing here? How did you get here before I did?” I started to yell at her for no reason. My sister was lying on the grass, Janus overlooking her. Janus didn’t even turn when I started to talk to her, she was ignoring me and she didn’t even know me. “It’s not my fault, it’s the spirits. I promise I didn’t do this on purpose. I promise.” After about ten minutes of just standing there, Janus said this. Still not looking at me, she fall onto the ground, backwards. I’m scared, what am I supposed to do? I think my sister was just killed, even though she said it wasn’t her fault, and I think that Janus just died in my own backyard. What if I get blamed for murder, twice?! “Janus, are you OK? Do I need to get help for you?” I was down on my knees, shaking her. What good would that do if she was dead?

“I’m back from the mall. OMG! Y’all little cuties are so adorable! Are you, um, Julia’s friends? Where is the dog?” My sister was so clueless, she was talking to my little twin brothers as if they were two strangers and she’d never even seen them before. “WHOAH! Did you murder those two people? My own little eight year old sister murdered two people in the same day!” She was screaming at the top of her lungs. She flicked out her phone and started to dial. I slapped the phone out of her hands. “Look, first of all, I’m not eight anymore. I’m thirteen and I deserve a little bit of trust and respect. Second, I didn’t kill either of those people, Janus killed your twin and then fainted or something like that.” My sister tilted her head as if she didn’t understand what I was saying. My two little brothers ran out and stopped, Blake started to inspect the crime scene. “I believe that this girl did it, not our sister. I saw this girl earlier walk out with our sister. Why would Julianne kill our own sister, then kill another girl who just moved in around the corner?” The pool of blood near my sister started to grow bigger, maybe there was a way to save her. I picked up my sister, she was heavier than I expected even with so much blood loss. In a few steps she was too heavy, so all that I really accomplished was moving her, getting blood on myself, and flipping my sister over so you could see how she was murdered or killed. Nobody was really sure, nobody was talking. The first voice that arose from the silence of us gathered around my sister was Johnny, “We need to get rid of them before mom gets home.” It was a good idea, but it didn’t need to be said aloud. The car door slammed, the first noise. We all scrambled with two people trying to rake leaves a top the two bodies. The door was opening, the twins sprinted towards the staircase to play with the toys, I stayed outside pretending to be raking the leaves, Sylvia sat down in the lawn chair on the porch and whipped out her phone. A casual picture, mom wouldn’t suspect anything.

“Hello children, I’m home.” My mom thought that we were all so fantastic. “Mommy!” The twins screamed and probably almost fell halfway down the stairs, fighting to see mom first. “Wheres my four little girls, is Julianne in the kitchen cooking food for you two?” She popped her head into the kitchen, I was outside. “Mom, I didn’t hear you step in. I’m outside raking the lawn, I have supervision don’t be too concerned.” She stepped outside, she had a weird look on her face. “Why are the leaf piles in two different piles rather than one big one?” “It’s just more organized and it’s easier to do this.” I was very organized, so I wasn’t lying too much. She shrugged and stepped back into the kitchen. “I thought you were baking something for your grandma. She needs food too.” Mom knew that I wasn’t really going to cook anything, I’m no