The Secret Evil in Everyone- JH 1

Author's Note: In the first three chapters of Jekyll and Hyde, I noticed that the motif or idea that there is an evil inside of everyone showed up. Jekyll was a nice man who everyone in the city liked but at night his evil side, Hyde, came out. Although some people don't like or want their evil side, everyone has it.

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With a smile on her face, she walked down the crowded halls. Everyone thought she was a happy girl, one that was always optimistic and never angry. In every class, she always participated with a certain joy in her voice. She was one of the smartest kids in her grade who always managed to get the A. People thought she had it all. Her parents seemed nice and she got along with both her brother and sister. No one knew what could actually become of her.

After school one day, she had to pick her brother and sister up from school. When she pulled up to the middle school where both her brother and sister attended, her brother opened the passenger door and climbed in. Her sister opened the back door and threw her backpack across the seat.

“Hurry up and get in you little brats. You’re lucky I’m even picking you both up. If it were up to me you could sit here and rot all night. No one likes you two anyway.”

“Why do you always have to be so mean to us Francesca? What did we ever do to you?”

“You were born.”

“Whatever.”

Constant bickering; that’s all Rebecca did to her family. She was never satisfied with anything she got at home. Her personality transformed into something evil, something the exact opposite as what people saw at school. No one knew about the other side of her. They thought she was always a happy person. They had no idea a secret evil lie within her.

            The three siblings got home from school that day only to walk into an even bigger mess. Their parents were both sitting at the kitchen table. They had concerned looks on their faces as if something important was on their minds.
            “Francesca, we need to talk to you” squeaked her mother.
            “What do you want now?” Francesca shrank back with a hissing intake of breath

“You need to be more respectful at home. The whole family doesn’t appreciate how rude you always are. Is that too much to ask?” questioned her father.

“Yes family” she spat with hatred dripping from every word. “It is. Now if you would excuse me, I have better things to do than to talk to you inconsiderate people.”

            With that said, Francesca strut upstairs as if nothing she said hurt her family, even though it did.

            A secret evil, one that not many people knew about, but haunted the home of Francesca and her family. No matter how happy she could have seemed at school, as if nothing was wrong, she held a secret feeling inside of her. It was one that not many knew about and one that was hard to control. She tried to stop, she really did. She wanted to be nice to her family, but the evil inside of her always seemed to lash out. She couldn’t control it; that was life. She knew that there was always an evil inside of everyone, she just wished she didn’t have it. She wanted to be happy like the image she portrayed at school, but she couldn’t. She would always have that inner evil, no matter what she did to try and get rid of it.

short story

Author's Note: It was required for me to write this piece for my Honors English 10 class. It's about a woman who dreams of everything in her life being perfect and when it isn't she tries to make it perfect fast.
Short Story- The Perfect Family

            She planned for her marriage to be perfect: a husband, wife, and child. She never thought this image of a perfect family could be phased. Her dream, the one she waited for her whole life, was supposed to work out. Her thoughts were meaningful and harmless, her heart unbroken. Their family would love each other unconditionally until the last day of existence. There would always be trust, because trust was a main factor in a functional relationship. This was how she wanted her family to turn out; this was the way it was supposed to be.  

            The wife’s name was Rebecca, the husband’s Andrew. The two met in college during a never ending lecture on Biology. Rebecca knew she was going to marry Andrew from the moment she laid eyes on him. Andrew had a way with words, and he knew how to make a girl laugh. He was also very good looking, which made it easy for any girl to fall for him. The two dated for a year and a half before they said their vows. The wedding, along with everything leading up to it, was exactly what Rebecca had wanted. It was all going perfectly.

            Rebecca got pregnant with their one and only child a few months after she and Andrew got married. The two ended up having a baby girl named Callie. Rebecca and Andrew adored their new child, but unfortunately Rebecca’s job requested her return to the usual monthly business trips and many meetings. Shortly after Callie was born, the couple hired Lydia, a nanny, so they could have more help with taking care of Callie. Lydia was young yet reliable, still in college, but very mature. Andrew, along with Rebecca, knew they could trust her.  

            While Rebecca was away at a business conference across the country, Andrew was at home on a conference call and Lydia was in the kitchen taking care of Callie. Lydia, being a single college student, had the slightest crush on Andrew because there was not much of an age difference between them. While on his lunch break, Andrew took Lydia to his favorite restaurant. They ate and talked about anything and everything. The conversation ignited and it didn’t take long for their connection to spark into something more.

            After the first incident occurred, Andrew promised himself it wouldn’t happen again. He knew what he had done was wrong, and he wanted it all to be in his past but it did not stop.  Rebecca went on her monthly business trips as usual, and her meetings kept getting extended to later and later. Andrew’s one accident kept repeating itself, and after awhile, he began to feel no more remorse. He found more and more reasons to start seeing Lydia, even outside of taking care of Callie. He thought he could hide his relationship from his wife forever, but forever did not last.

            Rebecca thought her relationship was perfect. Even though she went on her business trips and to her meetings, she trusted Andrew to stay faithful like a normal husband would. Rebecca would have never found out about Andrew and Lydia’s relationship if it was not for the little mistake. Andrew left his cell phone out on the kitchen counter while he was upstairs getting ready for work. The phone went off, and Rebecca absent-mindedly looked at the screen to see what it was for. The screen lit up with a little envelope representing a text message. It was from Lydia saying, “Can’t wait for tonight. Meet you at the usual place at 5. Becca won’t be home ‘till late. Already talked to her about it. Long meeting with the boss. See you tonight! <3 Lydia”

Rebecca did not have a reaction. Her marriage was perfect, it had to be. Nothing could possibly go wrong. She loved her husband and her husband loved her. That is the way it was supposed to be. She believed nothing was going to happen that night, so she put down the phone, walked upstairs, and began to get ready for the day.

Just like Lydia said, Rebecca had a meeting with her boss until late that night. She came home at about ten, went straight upstairs and went to bed. She was mentally and physically exhausted. She ignored the fact that neither her husband nor Callie was home yet. She climbed into bed and began thinking of the text she read that morning. Could it be true? Was her husband really cheating on her? She laughed at the thought, closed her eyes, and went to bed.

The next morning, she awoke to her husband lying next to her. She smiled to herself and got up, pondering the fact that she and Andrew’s marriage was perfect. She was in such a good mood that she made Andrew’s favorite breakfast: French toast with bacon and black coffee. Andrew came downstairs, slightly surprised at the scene before him. He ate anyway, happy that breakfast was made for him. When he took a sip of coffee, he spit it back in the cup. Rebecca confused as to what happened asked him what was wrong. He told her he liked cream and sugar with his coffee because Lydia made it that way. Plain black was just too bitter for him. Rebecca nodded and quickly finished her breakfast.

The signs kept showing up to Rebecca that Andrew was cheating on her. Rebecca, oblivious to the fact that marriages are able to fall apart, ignored the signs and thought that everything was perfectly normal. Unfortunately, Rebecca’s job crumbled to pieces and she became unemployed. Since she could always be home now, she talked to Andrew about firing Lydia as their nanny. She told him they did not need her anymore since she could always be home. Andrew reluctantly agreed, so they let Lydia go.

Even though Lydia should have been deleted from the picture, Andrew still managed to see her. Rebecca finally put together the clues that had noticeably been put in front of her, and had a slight bit of conviction that made her believe her husband was indeed cheating on her. Rebecca questioned him as to why he still kept in contact with Lydia even though she was no longer their nanny. Andrew did not have a definite answer, so Rebecca finally realized Andrew was actually cheating on her. It felt like knives with tingling edges stabbing her into an unknown feeling.

Rebecca still wanted her perfect family and she thought she could still have it. She was a kind-hearted person, not at all violent, who liked to work circumstances out. But in order to save her marriage and her family, she completed drastic tasks to get it back fast.

While Andrew was in the shower one morning, Rebecca took his phone and sent Lydia a text message saying “Becca is running errands all day, come for breakfast at 9?” Lydia immediately responded with a yes, so Rebecca put the phone down and went to the kitchen. Andrew left for work at eight which gave her an hour to wait for Lydia to arrive. Lydia came at exactly nine, and Rebecca was hiding behind the counter, kitchen knife in hand. She heard the creaking door in all the silence with a small step of caution. Lydia rounded the corner of the counter and was astonished to see Rebecca crouched down before her. Without a second thought, Rebecca jumped up and stabbed Lydia in the chest. Lydia collapsed to the floor without making a sound.

Rebecca examined Lydia’s dead body lying before her; the blood rapidly oozing out of her wound. With no regret, she smiled to herself. Now that Lydia was gone, Rebecca’s family could go back to the way it should have been all along. Their family would now be perfect; nothing was going to stop the reformation of her beautiful fantasy. That was the way it was supposed to be.