The dreams never went away, it's been a few years since the picnic with my family.  I still have the same dream of me killing my family, the setting is always different but I'm always wearing a white dress in the dream.  Sometimes in my dream I would actually be killing them, others would be like the first time where I wake up find them dead and feel the knife in hand.  The voices would always be there telling me that I'm a murderer and that I killed my family. 

I don't cry when I have this dream anymore it's normal, in fact I don't feel any emotions at all anymore.  I don't dare to tell anyone though, I know if I do that I will be put in a mental hospital.  I don't want to go there so I don't tell anyone, instead I try to seem normal even though I know that I'm not. 

I don't know what made me become this way I've always had a happy family, so why is this happening to me. Sometimes I feel trapped. I want to feel happy or sad any emotion, but lately I can't feel anything.  I can't cry or laugh or even smile unless it's fake.  I've gotten good at showing fake smiles no one can tell the difference but me.

These dreams have changed me, I sometimes feel the urge to kill.  I don't give in to these urges but I have a feeling that I will soon.  Not because I want to or because I will have given up on resisting, but because the urge is getting g stronger and stronger everyday.  I know that soon I will give in to the temptation but I keep trying. I keep trying to resist something that is inevitable, something fated to happen. 

I know what is going on, I'm going Insane. Soon I will be at the point of no return.  I know I will eventually be completely Insane yet, I keep fighting it.  I keep fighting to hold on to the last bit of sanity I have.  I don't want to let go of it but as the days go by I feel my sanity slowly slipping away.  I've gotten good at hiding it, not even my mom notices the changes.

I'm not the same anymore, I'm slipping away from myself. I know I won't be able to hold on much longer, everything is slipping away from me.  My happiness, My family, My friends, my emotions, and most importantly my sanity.

A/n: ok so I just thought I would make a part 2 to picnic and I might make a part 3 what do you guys think should I?  Anyways sorry for any mistakes and I hope you enjoyed this short story. vote and comment luv you guys bai💙