The Death of me (Continued!)

Mamma why are people afraid of me?

I stared at my Mamma with a worried look "Mamma why are people afraid of me?" I questioned "b-because your special dear." She answered with a quiet caring voice while holding my wrists ad avoiding my hands. Listening to heavy boots running outside of the dark room me and my Mamma were hiding in. We soon heard a loud deep voice yelling "check every room and every nook and cranny in this god damn house bring me that demon child ALIVE!" I shook in fright as me and my Mamma quickly and quietly moved to a near by closet in the room we hid in the clothes until the door swung open and hit the wall. We heard rapid walking around the room along with loud crashes and bangs till suddenly the closet door started to open I quietly squealed giving me and my Momma's hiding spot away. The man had a big scar that stretched across his face and a eye patch that covered his left eye he threw his hand at my Mamma and smacked her out of the way my Mamma gasped and fell over and hit her head on the wall she passed out and blood came from her head. I screamed "Mamma!" And then frowned at the man and held my hand up then held it on his fore head he yelled attracting the other men to come pouring in saying "man down!" I look down at my Mamma and my eyes teared up. I ran at the men tapping as many as possible until my vision started to blur and my head started pounding soon I fell to my knees and looked up and saw these shiny blue butterfly like things I went huh? Then passed out.