The clock read 6:49, which normally means my parents should be home by now. I patiently waited at my desk too see if the headlights of their car would shine through my window. Ten minutes has gone by and I'm sitting in the same spot as I was before when I hear sounds of distress coming from downstairs, I toppled over my chair as I race down stairs towards the sounds. Peeking around the corner I see my father sprawled out across he floor, blood seeping from his stomach.
"Daddy!" I screamed in terror as I tried to look for my mother but shes no where to be found.
My first instinct was to run outside and scream for help, but my desperate attempt for help only worsened when I saw my mother in her car. My mother, still in the drivers seat. Dead.
"PLEASE, WILL SOMEBODY HELP ME?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. With Tears streaming down my face I pull out my phone and dial 911.
"Please help me." I say in between sobs.
"Ma'am Could you please tell me whats going on, and i'll do the best I can to help you." The 911 operator stated.
"My parents..Are dead." I cried as I fall to the ground.
"I've sent police, Do you know how this happened or who did this?" The operator questioned.
"I was in the house. I heard a noise and I-.."I managed to cry out before my phone battery died.
I sat there crying my eyes out unable to comprehend whats happening in front of me. Police sirens interrupt my thoughts and soon enough they were out helping me up. My tears blur my vision causing my weeps to be louder.
My parents are dead, I have nothing. This was is the beginning of my hell.
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FanfictionRyder Grace Evans has lived a terrible life, could one audition for "silly" television show set her free from her past, could every thing change when he meets Dylan O'Brien?
