Chapter 1.
18 Frowman Street
New York
H2BY0
Dear diary, 16:45
Just got back from school, boy am I tired, we sat our exams today, but like usual we were away from the Fristen's. I still don't understand why that is but I think it's because they are alot smarter and that because they are richer. But anyway, I think I did reasonably well!
17:30
Bang bang! Some one was knocking on the door. The thing they wanted was very important as they kept knocking. Bang bang! And this part I don't understand, mother told me and Jimmy to hide, anywhere we could find. Mother and father went and hid too. "Stay quiet kids, don't make a sound." They said.
The next bit I wouldn't like to mention but seeing as I tell this diary everything, I though I must. The very angry people barged through the door using some kind of sharp object, then the men started walking around our house, throwing everything onto the floor, even the picture of Grandmother. The men spotted father. "Get up man!" They demanded, my father did as they asked, he got up from under the table, he put his hands behind his back and closed his eyes. I had seen many people do that before, especially around these men all in black, I think they must be the Fristen soldiers.
What they did next was truly horrific, they shot my father. My very own father.
Mother screamed. She scrambled out of the cupboard that she was hiding in. "How dare they." Mother said in a quiet voice. "You are all coming with us, we are taking you on a little 'trip'." The me. Said emphasising the trip bit and sort of laughing at the end of that.
