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*dream*
"I love you Mommy,"
You snuggle up to your mother by the fireplace. It was cold outside and your father has gone to gather firewood.
You were sitting in your mother's lap wearing small pink overalls and a white shirt. Your hair in pigtails with two pink beads holding them in place.
"I love you too my little (Y/N)," your mother said as she hugged you close. You close your eyes. You hear the door being slammed open "Amanda! Run!," It was your father. You look up to see your father covered in blood and a few visable bullet holes in his arm. "Daddy?," You say as you get up from your mothers lap and waddle toward him "Your home! Dwid you fall in paint?," You ask him. You look up at him and heard your mother scream. Your father had a bullet hole in his head... And he was about to fall on you... "Daddy are you o-," you get pulled away by your mother and at that point it was to late... You hear a boom and a scream. You turn around to see your mother lying on the ground a bullet in her chest. She was coughing up red liquid. "Run (Y/N)!," She said and you did as you were told. You ran out of the house and out the back door. Another boom and silence... You ran and ran into a forest.
*End of dream*

You woke up and looked around. You were shaking from the cold
"Mommy?, Daddy," you called out as you stood up. Your small legs covered in small scratches. "Mommy I need you," you called out "Mommy, daddy?," You call out again. You start to wander for a while. You looked around confused and exited you hear a branch break and you turn around to see a deer. "Hi there mr. deer," you said cheerfully it looked at you and ran off. You sit down and look at your hands "Did I slip in paint?," You ask yourself as you study the red liquid on your hands... Then you remembered...
"Is Mommy okay?,"
You stand up and kept looking untill nightfall. You sit down and cried into your small hands.
You cried for awhile when you hear the snapping of twigs behind you.

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