Where it all began for Elle Taylor...
• September 17th 2009 •
The night poured with rain as the small quiet family get ready to call it a night. The bed time story was read to their 7 year old daughter as a nightly routine. Within an hour the household was filled light snores, meaning everyone was now asleep. Hours had past and there was still no movement in the Taylor household, until a clap of thunder shook the whole place jolting Elle awake. Squeezing tightly onto her favourite teddy she climbs out of bed and hurries her little legs in the direction of her parents bedroom. Just as she was about to mount her way onto the bed another clap of thunder strikes and she scurries under the bed squeezing her eyes closed as much as she could. The thud of boots walking up the stairs echo around the house causing Elle to move further under the bed to keep herself hidden. Although the noises echoed loudly there was still no sign of Mr and Mrs Taylor waking anytime soon. All of a sudden their bedroom door swung open and a pair of boots belonging to this intruder stood at the doorway. The next 10 minutes go quickly ending with Elle being carried out of her parents bedroom engulfed by the smell of chloroform. The last sight she catches of her parents were rotten. Their lifeless, bloodied bodies laying there.
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أدب الهواةWhat happens when bad meets bad. Two people from the same but different worlds they live in. One by choice and the other with no say in what they do. Will they end up staying enemies forever or will they pull through it together.
