I DON'T BELIEVE IN LOVE (a Kookie Fanfiction)

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They knock,and ring the bell...no one answers, the children playfully ring the bell continuously, still not a whisper, while their mother, who is fishing for her keys in a deep handbag, her age is very distinct maybe in her late fifties. Her clothes slightly worn at the edges, her sleeves are cuffed and tattered, her face is covered with partial wrinkles and though her dull, dropping eyes convey how life has gotten to her.After long minutes of waiting for their mother cautiously searching for her keys and opening the door, they run in to see their father whom they haven't seen in months after their mom divorced and took them to the other side of the planet, but now all their is left of Jim is sprawled on the floor, a lifeless body and a few crimson stains here and there......