help me

Tuesday May 8 1998

    It was storming outside, my father was down stairs drunk......again. I'm hiding in my room to avoid my father. I don't want to get beaten today. Sometimes I wonder why me, i'm a simple neko. I whimpered as I hid under my bed. Wait what was that?

  I hear yelling and not only my fathers. Whats going on down stairs. I'm going downstairs to check it out. Okay, i'm at the bottom step. They cant see me but I could see whats going on. Wait is that a gun. 

  The hooded man is pointing the gun at my father. The masked one is speaking about owing a deat to their boss. Heh, its kinda funny seeing my dad scared. My father is begging for mercy, how cute.  I will inform you on how it goes after this until i write again.

    ~~~~~outside of the diary~~~~ 

   "N-no d-don't k-kill m-me i-i'll g-get t-the m-money I-i p-promise" said my father. I watched as the hooded man had his finger on the trigger.

  "You had a year to get the money Will, now you will pay the price, Hoodie pull the trigger" said the masked man to the one wearing the orange hoodie. The hooded man nodded and pulled the trigger. Next thing I heard was a loud bang as my father dropped to the ground dead. I watched as the men kicked my father to make sure he was dead.

  "T-thank y-you" I whispered. The hooded man looked over in my direction and I froze on the spot.

  "Hoodie something up?" Asked the masked man. The hooded man looked at him.

  "w-we're n-not a-alone M-masky" said hoodie. I squeaked and bolted up to my room. I heard the men chasing after me. I slid under my bed and backed up till my feet touched the wall.

  "Kid we know your here"said Masky. I whimpered as i clenched my fists as they looked under the bed. Thankfully i hid my ears and tail.

  "H-hey k-kid w-was t-that y-your f-father d-down s-stairs?" asked Hoodie. Holding my diary close i nodded softly.

  "W-we're n-not g-going t-to h-hurt y-you, p-please c-come o-out" Hoodie said softly. I nodded towards the gun and looked at the far side of my room. Getting the point he put it by my window and stayed a few feet back from the bed. Masky ended up following suit. I slowly came out from under the bed.

  "N-now w-why d-did y-you s-say t-thank y-you d-down s-stairs?" Asked Hoodie. I took a peace of paper and wrote: He was a bad father. When they read what i wrote they looked at each other.

  "Can you stay here for a minuet? Me and hoodie need to talk"said Masky. I nodded as I watched them leave the room. I decided to write more in my diary.

~~~~In my diary~~~ 

  Okay, here's what happened. I found out the masked mans name was Masky and the hooded one was named Hoodie, they killed my dumb ass father and now their talking in the hall. Well at least i'm not dead..........yet. I still don't know if their going to kill me or not. I wonder if they do spare me will I become a killer like them or will I stay with the other non-killers.

  I don't think they know i'm shy yet. Well at least they killed my father. If I do die I will die happy. I wonder what they are talking about. Well I think Masky is kinda scary but Hoodie, he seams nice. I hear the door opening I will write in you again soon.

~~~~In reality~~~~

  "H-hey w-would y-you l-like t-to l-live w-with u-us?"Asked Hoodie. I nodded softly. Masky sighed and looked outside.

  "Hurry up and grab a few things we wont be coming back" said Masky. I nodded and grabbed a photo, a small knife, my pencil bag and my diary. I ended up tripping on my floorboards and fell to the ground with a thump. I went to get up when I saw a hand. Looking up I saw it was Hoodies hand. Grabbing it he helped me up to my feet. Suddenly I heard police sirens.