“How June 5Th changed my life”

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My name is John and I have a scary tale to tell you today... this story happened back in June of 2003 and it was a very bad day for me and my friend. 
 
*June 5Th 2003.* in South Carolina. 
 
It was late one night me and Brian had just left a party for the night. We were at our friend “Kenny’s” for a graduation party. We had just graduated from high school a couple weeks prior to this story. 
It was around about two in the morning. Me and Brian’s lived accross the street from each other Brian was sober so he drove us home. He parked my car in his driveway so he didn’t have to walk accross the street, I was fine doing it. I had managed to get to my house when I opened the door I went straight to bed. The next morning I woke up early because I had to be at work at 8 am I worked for a local park I did maintenance there. 
I didn’t think it was odd not seeing my parents or my brother at all that day. It was around 11 when I texted my mom to see if she was ok? I didn’t here back. Around 12 I received a phone call from Kenny who told me he was “Very sorry.” I asked him what he was talking about? He didn’t say anything he hung up. At around 3:00 I got into my car and drove straight home from work I arrived at the house and I walked inside and what I hadn’t noticed was the blood on the walls and I saw my brothers body on the couch. 
I froze as I looked behind the couch there was my sister. I ran up to my parents bedroom and froze as I saw blood on the floor and walls leading up to the bed. The sheets were up all the way I was sure that there bodies were hidden. I removed the sheets and sure enough both my parents were dead. I called the police who came down and removed the bodies and I spoke with them. 
Then I remembered that strange call I received  from Kenny when he said “I am sorry” I told the police about it and they went to Kenny’s house to question him. I remembered at the party Kenny had left for about an hour he said he was going to the bathroom and to take a shower since he didn’t do it before the party. We all though “ok sure.” Now it makes sense to me he must have snuck out and for some reason killed my family. 
Sure enough Kenny confessed everything to the police and the reason behind it was insane. 
 
Kenny told the police that he recently was diagnosed with “schizophrenia” witch is a disorder that affects the persons ability to Think, feel and behave clearly. He told police that the man in pink told him to slay Johns family and if he did that Then he would be free of the “pink man.” So Kenny went along and grabbed a knife and proceeded to leave the party to kill Johns family. 
But once Kenny got the last family member the pink man said in a jokingly manor “I was just kidding I was never going to leave you. Now your a murderer.” Kenny also told police he was going to call his fathers friend who is a priest and confess to the whole thing tomorrow. Kenny got arrested but the judge though putting him in jail wasn’t going to help so instead he sentenced Kenny to live In a psychiatric hospital for the rest of his life to get help and to make sure he was ok. After expirencing all of this I managed to get diagnosed with the same exact disorder as kenny. Same as Kenny I had been placed in a hospital to try and help me. 
My doctor is named Kenny and I have heard voices tell me “there was never a Kenny or a party I had gone crazy and killed my family all on my own one night. And I was sent to this hospital for my own safety.


Submitted: June 03, 2021

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