"hello my little angel" He told me with his tired voice. I looked at him then smilled "hello, Father" He came and tucked me in and kissed my forehead. We never have much to say because he wasnt my real dad but I still thought of him as a father. My real father walked out on us when I was only 3. He shut my door and whent To my mom. "she has to be asleep when it happens" 'what?' "yes, I know but what If she wakes up when we are not here and comes and see's the mess..." "It will be gone" "but what If WE are gone" What where they talking about and what do they mean gone. I went to my door to open it but It was locked. "hello, Mom my door is locked...Im thirsty" But I was welcomed with no reply. I when to my bathroom and got the cup I kept in there and got a drink. 'Might as well read' I tryed to turn on my light but when I flipped it on the room was still lit darkness. "What the hell" I whispered. 'Then I will just sleep' I grummbled and when under my covers and drifted off to dream land.
I wook up with a loud crash. "huh" I whispered tiredly. I glanced at the clock "1:25 am" I mumbled. There was a second crash to folow the first one,I heard my mom scream. That got me out of my haze and I jumped out of bed not caring for my night gown. I went to open my door "damm still locked" I began to yell. Then my mom scream was stopped and I heard a man chuckle. no not a man a boy about my age. I was crying, I didnt know what was going on and I was scared. "mom...dad" Why could I not hear them. There screams anything to tell me theyt were alive but no, nothing, not a single peep.
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FantasyA young girl is told she will never be alone all her life and she trusted that but then things turn ugly when her parents are murdered. She is now lost and alone but has made a few new friends that have dirty pasts.
