Everything went about the house as normal, that was until nightfall, I suppose. I guess that's when all had gone array. Everyone, except for me, slept peacefully, not a sound to be heard, but as the night progressed, I guess you could say I tried to solve my mental dilemmas. I sat inside the bathroom and set to work. "Shit, this hurts." "Jeff, what are you doing?"  Well, I guess I woke Mom up. I can't stand to see you upset again Mom... Don't worry, I'll fix that...  I looked at her, it hurt a little but I put on a smile for her. A real smile to match the permanent one I had just finished carving into my new face. Though I could tell it didn't put her at ease, quite the opposite actually. "I couldn't keep smiling Mom. It started to hurt after a while, but now I can smile forever." And that's when she noticed my eyes, ringed in black ashes. "Jeff, what did you do to your eyes?" "I couldn't see my face. I was getting tired and my eyes started to close. I burned off my eyelids so I could forever see myself; my new face." The more I talked to her, the more frightened she became. She only stared at me as I had gone insane. Had I gone off the deep end? No, I simply must have had an epiphany, or so say the wise  Slowly started backing away from the bathroom. "What's wrong Mom, aren't I beautiful?" I could see the fear in her eyes grow, something inside me just devoured that fear."Yes son, let me go get your father so he can see your new face." She ran back into her room, jumping onto the bed trying to wake her husband. "Honey, get the gun we...." She stopped in midsentence as I stepped into the room, letting the door slowly creak open, relishing in the growing fear. She just stared out into the dimly lit doorway.

I sighed in disappointment as I pointed my little friend, the same knife I used to reform my look, at the cowering women. "Mom, you lied." That was the last thing they will ever hear. I don't know why but it felt so wonderful slicing them open, gutting them like fish, giving them the most beautiful gift afterward. A matching smile.