What's in the Crate? [BEING REWRITTEN]

Masked men

This is the dad.
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Flashback~~~
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I looked at the clock in my room and seen 1:16 a.m. I couldn't stop thinking about the new crate that dad had got delivered to our house. The movers offered to help move the crate in the attic but my dad said no, That he wanted to do it himself.
I know I shouldn't go but I have to take a look in the box. I opened my door slowly and eased down the hallway, past my mom and dad. I made it to the top of the attic stares, as I started to slowly open to attics door in the floor someone grabed my arm. I turned around in a panic, it was my dad.
"What are you doing." He said while wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"Um... Just exploring the new house." I lied
"Not up there,okay sweetie"
"Okay dad."
He turned round and made his way back to his room.

I just wanted to know what was in that box.
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"What do you think your doing ." My mother's voice pulled me from my thoughts.
"I um..."
"Your dad said to never come up here, so why now? Because he's not here to catch you."
I seen that mother had a beer in her hand.
"I know mom but, did you ever know what was in here."
"Yes. Your dads metals from the army ."
It must of been a dream when I saw here last night.
"No mom look."
She walked over to the crate the same as I did,slow. She looked in the crate.
"Oh my god."she said with a hand over her mouth.
We both looked in the crate to find it jam packed with money.it was almost to the top with $100 bills.
I didn't even feel excited about all the money, I felt amazed by what my father was keeping from us the whole time.But why would he keep it from us?

In the middle of our amazement I heard a muffle sound from down stares.
"Mom did you hear that." I said .
It sounded as if glass was breaking.
"No." She said hand over mouth
I pulled a knife out of my boot and made my way through the attic door and softly down the stares. I peeked around the counter and seen three guys all in black .
I pulled a second knife from my other boot. I threw the knife and it hit the guy in the back on the right end. He landed on some stares leading to the living room. He was dead.
I hit the second guy in the forehead as he was running at me. Dead also.
I grabbed a kitchen knife but the third masked man made it to me before I could take action.
I ducked and speared him, it knocked him back but he sweeped with his boots and my feet came out right from under me. I landed on my back, he got straight in top of me. He grabbed a rag from his pocket and and started to cover my mouth. The world around me started to go black as I struggled less and less.
I heard a loud pop and I came back from my near sleep and the man was on the ground knocked out. My mom was standing in front of me with a pan.
"Mom, did you hit that man."
"Yes." She said thought gritted teeth.
"Are you okay?"
"Oh yeah sweetie, I love this shit. I can see why you and your father liked it so much, it's a rush."
"Okay, mom, we have to go."
"What? Oh yeah right let's go, okay good. GO!"

As we was walking out of the house we we're both hit over the head, at least I think my mom was to . Barely conscious, I was thrown in the back of a car with my mother, they put bags on our heads and I heard.
"So this is Myers crew, yes well I think James would be proud, after that murder seen you have set,yes he will."
Then unwillingly, I fell in to a deep sleep.
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Thanks for reading and sorry for mistakes(question)
Who do you think this guy is?
Please vote and leave you answer in the comments. I know it's longer then the others sorry for that
Enjoy