Chapter 3

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I feel light headed, I begin to stumble and I fall to the ground. I close my eyes and pray, which I don't do often, that everything will be okay, hoping everything would go back to normal.

After my little moment I go back to the house to find my parents, hoping that they are okay and are not hurt. As I walk in I find that everything is torn up, or into little pieces. I try to hold back my tears as I find our only family picture smashed and broken.

"Mummy.... daddy??" I silently whisper to myself and tears run down my face. I stand up in shock as I hear a loud shriek, as something straight from a horror movie. It was like white noise over white noise, it was ear piercingly loud. I cover my ears and scream.

What seems to feel like an hour goes by. I uncover my ears and slowly stand up. I felt light headed. I get over it and move on, I wonder over to the kitchen and grab a knife and make my way down back to my parents bedroom.

The puddle is still there. It's blood, my eyes open up to the scent of the blood after realising it was. I bang and scratch on the door to try and force my way in. What I found in the room, devestating...

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