Jungkook, age 4
"P-please tell your dad to spare me." The man got into his knees and begged me.
"If you want something, you need to be ready to kill for it, son." My dad said and shot the man in front of me.
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Present
You decided to tell your parents about the call and the letter.
You headed downstairs and saw your mom talking to the police.
"M-mom, I have something to tell you." You said and she turned around to face you.
"What is it, sweetie?" She asked and you sighed.
"It is about the murder case. I-" You wete about to say but your phone started buzzing. You ignored it but it kept going on.
You widened your eyes.
"F-forget it, i-it's nothing." You said and ran towards your room and slammed the door shut.
You felt chills down your spine looking at the messages and tears came out of your eyes.
You already had searched your room previously and you didn't find any cameras or anything of that sort.
You sobbed into your palms. The only thing you could do was cry.
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He frowned looking at his computer.
'Why is she crying? What made her so upset?'