Losing Lucidity

Chapter 1

I heavily breathe as I see the red van pull in my driveway. I automatically know what they're here for, it happened 3 years ago, why can't they let it be! It wasn't my fault! I can't stress it enough, I mean it already haunts me every night...

I notice that they start to pull away, thinking I'm not here, and the only people I know of that are home that can help me is my grandparents.

I grab a pistol and dash for their house. I don't have a car, and even if I did, my parents don't trust me to drive, even though I've been doing it for years now. Makes no sense to me either but that's not the point, I have to get out of here.

I walk out onto my porch and peek around, I notice the woman driving isn't looking through the window, mirrors or anything, she's just sitting there, towards the back of my house. I run across and hope she doesn't see my movement and I took off towards my grandma's house. With my luck, of course she saw me.

I luckily make it there and I storm into my grandma's room as I see her with a worried look, laying on her bed.

"Nathaniel what wr-

"Granny, someone is trying to kill me I have no time left just please help me!"

She hands me the house phone and says, "Hide under the bed, we have this taken care of."

I thank her and slide under her bed and cover myself with the boxes and storage kept under there.

As I'm calling the police on the house phone, I hear my grandma walk into the kitchen and tell my cousins, if anyone asks, Nathaniel's not here.

"911 what's your emergency?"

"Someone is trying to kill me, please bring help."

"Ok sir just stay on the line. What's your name?"

Uh, Nathaniel... Parker.

I hear the front door bust open and loud thuds.

"Where is Nathaniel Parker?" I hear a woman say...

"I don't know what you're talking about?" My cousin Chloe says.

Chloe's brother, Chase, adds in, "Who are you talking ab-

Then all was heard were shots fired.

I try to prevent myself from bawling as I start to hear police sirens come closer.

I hear a door much closer bust open.

"WHO ARE YOU, WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE!" My grandma yells.

Without even talking, they shoot her, the one woman in my life I cared about. The only one there to help me, protect me, gone.

In order to keep myself safe, I keep myself quiet, not able to stop the tears from falling.

"Shit, Allen, I hear sirens, we have to leave, NOW." The woman says.

I hear a group of policemen pour in.

Next thing I knew, shots were fired everywhere.

Non-stop.

After the roaring of guns and falling men and women, I waited, 3 minutes, more like forever, to crawl out from under the queen sized bed. Seeing 1 male policemen down and both people after me. A man and a woman, both middle-aged, looked around 43-45.

I look to see my grandma on her bed, lifeless. The white comforter that covered her bed, with splashes of red.

I look at the 3 other policemen and women, and fell to the floor bawling.

When did I ever ask for any of this?

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