Prologue

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There were blood on the floor. Bodies every few feet. This was her family. Someone had murdered her family while she was at her friend, Tessa's house.


This would never have happened is I didn't move away to college, but if I was here with them, then I would be dead too.


I can't take this anymore. I'm done. I want whoever did this to pay. My 15 year old sister would never have a boyfriend, or get married. My mom would never find love after dad left.


Dad. Dad could have done this. He hated us so much after him and mom spit. I heard that he got remarried and we were never thought of in his mind. What an asswhole he was though. If I ever saw him, I may end up punching him in the face.

I heard that his new wife is 7 months pregnant with his baby. I hear he is having a girl.

I stop thinking about my dad. I look back at the people that were once my family, and ran outside to vomit.

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