Gone

As I opened my eyes I suddenly began to realize that there were unknown men in my bedroom. Some of the men wore long black coats with badges around their neck and others were wearing police uniforms. "What the heck is going on?" I asked with a slightly nervous undertone. But nobody would response. "Go away." I said agitated while I slowly got up. Again no response. Was this some kind of sick joke? letting strange men in MY bedroom. Well... they weren't totally strange. I recognize some of the policemen. They work with my father. He is the captain of our police department. But still.. why are they in my bedroom?   " Get out of my room!" I yelled while pointing my finger to the door. Again no response. I scoffed. "This isn't funny. You guys are sick. If this is my fathers idea of making a joke I'm going to be so pissed. "

As I stood up I noticed a huge blood stain surrounded with small puddles of blood. Further down the room were a couple of shoe prints that were covered in blood. "Ooh great! You guys are letting this joke go too far. Who is going to clean up this mess?! It sure as hell ain't going to be me."  One of the men of the police department stood right in front of me. He was wearing glasses. I looked at the reflection in his glasses. What I saw was my bed. I couldn't quite make out what it was that laid on my bed but it looked terrifying. Slowly I turned around and that's when I saw it...

On the bed was lying a girl under her blanket. At least.... what's left of the girl. Here face was made unrecognizable. Pieces of flesh were hanging from, what used be her face. She was missing her left eye. The rest of her face was covered in blood. One of the investigators came closer to the bed and pulled the blanked up so he could make pictures of the crime scene.
The girl looked even worse on her body. She has been split open with brutal force. Limbs were cut off. She was stabbed multiple times. Her guts were hanging out. Her Intestines, liver, stomach, Everything was out there in the open. Except for one thing.....Her heart.

This wasn't just any girl. This...  This was me... I mean how could it be anyone else? And how is it that I can see myself? If that is still even considered a human being?! I..I need to sit down. This is too much. There isn't a logical explanation what is happening here. In the corner of my eyes I saw a shadow standing in doorway. When I looked up I saw that the shadow is my father. He looked as pale as a dead men. He ran to the body, held it close to him and started screaming and crying. "Why!? Why my little girl! For the love of god why!"  His fellow policemen gently pulled him away from my corpse and escorted him into the hallway. It was horrifying to see my father covered in my blood. As he walked towards the door he left a trail of blood behind him. 

hey guys. This is the remake of my old story.

I hope you like it so far!

Tips and grammar corrections are always welcome!