The unsolved Mystery

prologue

My dad was a great man, he went on adventures and came home to tell his kids all about it. He used to say his work was dangerous and one day we would take over for him, as this was the family business. He was like Indiana Jones he would say. One day when our family was asleep, men in black suits came and shot my mom dead, then they shot my dad dead when he woke to see his wife shot, then they went to my sisters room, they shot her 3 times in the chest. When they went to my room they couldn't find me. I was out with my friends at a party unaware that while I was drinking and having fun, my family was being murdered. Now, I bet you wonder, how does he know what they wore if he wasn't there? well, the answer is quite simple. I have a cameras hidden in my action figures and inside my trophy footballs around my room. When I snuck back home I was greeted with silence but that was what I expected, after all I was only in my bedroom. When I woke the next morning, to silence that was when I begin to feel something was wrong. In my house normally you were awakened by loud noises, screaming, and sometimes complaining. however, this morning, I woke to silence that made me fear I was deaf. When I walked down the stairs I look into my parents bedroom, I see them laying there stiller than the night, covered in each others blood. I knew by the amount of blood that they were dead, and ran to find my little sister and saw she met the same fate. I called 911 and they arrived quickly, I didn't cry when I was placed in a police car, I didn't fight them, I didn't even respond when they asked my name. I was in complete and utter shock, after all I just saw the bodies of my family. Now, remember how I said something about a family business? Since my dad was dead, my mom was dead, and my little sister was dead. This left me to take it on. There was only one problem with doing so, he never told us what he did or what to do when he was to pass. My dad was a great man, but even he was going to die one day. This was where it started but a lot will happen that will shock you when you learn of it. No longer was I the star quarterback with lots of friends. I shunned them, and isolated myself. I never went to another party, I never played at another football game, and I moved to another school and was placed in a foster home for my own safety. My name is Ethan Hills, and this is my story.