Flash Fiction: The Dead

Another quick Flash Fiction challenge from Terrible Minds. This one is for a 3 sentence, 100 word story. I did my best! It's slightly based off a current work in progress.

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I liked the dead, they didn’t treat you bad, they didn’t beat you and they didn’t threaten to sell you to slavers when you messed up.
My parents were addicts, always needing another fix and always beating me up until I got their next batch, but the dead didn’t try any of that, so was it strange that I wanted my parents dead and finally killed them?
The dead were eternally patient and always forgiving; my dead parents were more loving than they ever had been in life and I had a happy and stable family, the one I’d always wanted.