Tragic childhood

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When I (Y/N) was 7 years old, I was a normal girl in a normal village. It was all good, until my parents told me, to go at grandma's and grandpa's house to stay for the night. But of course, I was the worried girl I was and asked them a lot of questions, and they tried to calm me down, and I went with it.

So I stayed there for the night and I still had a lot of questions to ask when I would get home. I put myself in a lot of stress, and couldn't sleep. I wanted to cry myself to sleep, but my grandparents would ask me why I cried at night, so I just tried to sleep.

The next morning, I was excited to go home and be the happiest girl in the world with my parents, so I said my goodbyes, ran back to my village (4 blocks away from my grandparents house), go home, slammed the door open, and...

I saw my parents... dead on the floor... I burst into tears and ran to my grandparents house, crying, saying my parents were slaughtered by someone... in my mind that was a demon...

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