Why us? A story about hated people

The attack part 2

Because the previous chapter was short, here is a part 2. I had more ideas so that's why. Hope you enjoy this! (Comments and questions are welcome:).

Everybody was running around. Children were screaming, women were crying and men were helping people out.

I was in shock. Nobody saw this attack coming. It just happened, like unexpected rain. I wish it was rain.

I got up, and started comforting children. What else could I do? Instead if comforting them, I started crying too.

I walked towards my house, were my brothers were. I hadn't seen them since we were in the basement. It was worser than I thought. Everywhere was dried blood. They had scars all around their body. Their eyes were closed. They were sleeping, because their chests moved up and down.

After helping along with the others, I walked back to my house again, just to check my brothers. I saw my mother sitting there screaming and crying. I looked to my brothers. I immediately looked at their chest. They didn't move up. I ran towards them, and checked their heart-beat. There was no heart-beat.

They were all dead.

I just ran away. I didn't know where, but I didn't care. I wanted to be somewhere else. A peaceful place. I could hear my mother calling after me, but I didn't listen.

When I couldn't move my legs anymore, I sat down. I felt that I didn't sport enough. I looked around me. There was just nothing. There was only a road and that was it. This was peaceful. No sound, no people, just nothing. That was all I wanted at this moment.

Heyy,

I thought this would be a good ending for this chapter. At the moment of writing this I have 2 reads whoopwhoop! Hopefully that will change soon;)

Xx sarya47♡