Prologue

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*Kirsten P.O.V*

I remember it all like yesterday... Kennedy and I were 7 at the time. We were walking home from school. As we walked and got closer and closer to our beautiful yellow and white house, the windows so clear and blue you could see your reflection upon them, the bushes so green and the flowers around the house so pure and healthy and colorful, the white fence around the house and our blue mailbox with flowers and written in white bold letters the name "Dawn" was engraved. The sky went from clear to the darkest grey I've ever seen.. Kennedy and I just looked at each other and we knew something wasn't right.. our hearts dropped and our hands shaking... the white fence was open and the mailbox was broken.. the front door was open.. I held Kennedy's hand and we walked in together, we walked in.. far from the distance we heard the sirens of the car cops and the seemed to get closer and closer.. the house felt empty, the room was dark and not a single light shined upon the room. I heard a cry.. softly.. I looked at Kennedy to see if it was her but it wasn't. I let go of Kennedy's hand and started to look around. I went into my mom and dads room.. the door was closed. I was scared.. something wasn't right.. something felt different.. I questioned rather I should open the door or not. I left my sister in the living room and I called upon her name.. "Kennedy.." I repeated again another time. "Kennedy!" I heard her run towards me and she said "what's going on sis?" I put my hand slowly on the door.. my heart beating fast and faster.. I slowly turn the door.. i open the door and Kennedy and I saw.. my mother.. our mother.. on the floor.. blood covered the floor and her head and hands and her body was so still.. blood covered her.. Our father was sitting next to her.. with a knife.. Kennedy and I let each other go and ran to our mom.. but before we was able to reach her our father stood up and blocked us.. we looked at him.. Kennedy yelled "MOMMY!!" Our dad pushed us.. the knife on the floor.. he turned and picked it up.. I grabbed my sisters hand and ran!! I could hear the sirens they were so loud, as loud as can be.. I heard behind us.. our dad was running after us.. I kept yelling and screaming "HELP! HELP!!" My hand still grasped to my sisters, we made it outside and the 3 cops cars are pulling up as we ran out of the house.. my dad.. our dad had a knife in his hand and had his hands up in the air.. A cop ran towards me and my sister and said "are you girls okay? Where's your mom?" My sister was shaking.. she couldn't speak.. I cried "my mommy''s inside.. she's bleeding a lot.. please go help my mommy.." the cop ran inside and the ambulance came as well.. a cop stood by us the whole time and was trying to ask us questions but my sister and I just wanted our mom.. we didn't bother to listen.. I remember.. the paramedics, they had a bed.. there was someone on it but the body was covered in white.. a white sheet.. i wasn't able to see the face.. the cop lady... said "your momma.. she's in a better place now girls.. we have called your aunt and she's on the way honey.." after that.. everything became a blur.. I just remember my sister and me going into my aunt Zoe's car and auntie Zoe crying and asking if we were hungry.. My sister and I looked back at our house.. that yellow and white house... we saw it getting further and further.. the cops still there and people all around it.. Kennedy and me.. never.. saw that house again...

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