Laying there wind blowing on my crisp cold face looking at the elegant dizziness of the brightly coloured flowers on my newly found dresses "thank you mother" the eager little 11 year old said "your vary welcome Lizzy". "Mother when is father going to be back" her little face dimmed from the once big smile on it " he will be home shortly now go wash up for dinner" "ok mother" her little face brighten like the sun after along sleep. As she walk down the perfectly panted hallway and into the cleaned washing room. Putting her dainty little hands into the crisply cooled water she cleaned up then went to the dinner room where she meet her loving mother carol and her delightful little sister Mika. The front door opens and you hear a vary deep hello "Daddy's home" Mika jump up and ran toward her broadly shoulder father holding to bags of clothing he had from his time away at work and hugs him "Daryl" "your home" mother seemed vary thrilled to see him " hello father" " hello kids Carol" " carol can I have a word with you in privet " vary well darling" mother and father had been talking for some time now. Mother then came out and told me and Mika that father was going to be gone for a while to get ride of the bad people I know that he is going to be a Natzy thats what the the teachers told us that the people who go off to get ride of the bad people where natzy. Well father left and we where fine but then one day father came home and told us to pack some stuff so we pack lightly then he told us to go out the back door and run to the woods and he would meet us there so we did and we where told we followed mother then we saw him running to us he told us to keep running so we did we followed him he gave mother Mika and I and knife for protein. We have been on the run for two years now Mika is 10 now and I am 13 now. Father told us that that he was not getting ride of bad people we where getting ride of good incident people that have done nothing hitler told us that the Jews where why every thing was bad but they have done nothing. Then one day father told us that he was going to find us some more food then we heard a gun shot then mother ran towards it and then we heard crying and clinking and calking of the combat boots walking and then they stopped and then there was another gun shot then the crying stopped and then Mika ran towards the sound and then there was one more ringing gun shot that will be that last one with my family then I hear the clinking and calking of the combat boots and then they where gone I run over to where the sounds came from I get there mother and father where shot in the head and where dead Mika was shot in the stomach and then she told me that she wants me to kill her to end her life so she does not have to die a long pain full death I stab her in the chest and just like that she was gone from this cruel world she was only 10 years old the blood splatter and drizzled every where three less people in this world that no one will no or remember or no there story's and I got up from the blood panted ground my body shakes and shivers I crawled to my knees pushing my self off the cold hard ground and walk for what seems like days I finally get to a small house outside there was a girl who look about 14,15 years old and a girl who look like her mother I run up to them they cheek me over and take me in I tell them my story I have been living with them for a year the girls name is Sophia and her mothers name is Andrea and Andrea has a little sister named Amy she is about 25 and Andreas husband Shane Sophia was around 15 or 16 now there nice " Lizzy may I talk to you" Andrea said "ok" "you seem to be going crazy you have been killing and mulish puled apart little animals" I am so sorry I---I was just trying to hunt" I walk foreword and said to her " do you like my dress my mother gave it to me it's the last thing I have of my family I had to kill my own sister" i say looking down at my dress " it's beautiful" then the last thing I hear is the ring of a gun ending my life as we know my dress cover in my blood and my family's and it's the last this I was wherein when my family died and when I died it that day was the day that I said my last words and saw the last thing I saw and the last things smelled was my blood my last thought was I will be with my family and Andrea was the last person who saw me before I die from a bullet thought my head Andrea killed me . No one really no who I am or who I was no one really noes my story but at least some people do. This is my story
