I slaughtered my family

Date: 6/15/2017

I was on a beach vacation with my family and some friends. My mother, father, sister, cat, and I were all in one beach house. The whole trip started off extremely normally, especially for a dream, and began to spiral out of control. As the vacation pressed on, I became more and more irritable to even the smallest slight against me. After having been rejected by a girl who I had taken the trip with, I went to the beach house to change into my swimsuit. My parents told me to go and clean something, and I snapped. Something demonic awoke within me, and I grew blades for fingers and razors for teeth. I proceeded to slaughter my mother, father, and cat. I awoke hours later in a pool of blood surrounded by their bodies. I had no recollection of the deed, my most recent memory being my metamorphosis into the demon. But it didn't take much effort to piece together what had happened. I ran out of the bathroom (the scene of the crime) and passed by my sister who asked if I had seen the cat. I couldn't look her in the eye as I blatantly lied. My sister found the mess, and the police arrived shortly after. Despite my being soaked in blood without a scratch on me, I was never suspected in the case. They ruled the mauling of an animal nature, saying it was too gruesome to have been done by a human. I only felt slight remorse for the deed, and I never knew why I neither felt awful or nothing at all. I was stuck in a strange middle place. I revealed my sin to the girl who rejected me, and she laughed. It sounded preposterous to her that I could have done something like that, and under normal circumstances she would have been right.