Who Knew Miracles Were People?

Mum?

"Mum?"

No reply.

Madeline quietly tiptoed down the stairs looking for her mom.

She reached the bottom of the steps and peaked around the corner seeing a dim light from a candle, she assumed.

Once again, "Mum?"

Madeline walked into the dim room and turned on the switch.

"Mum!"

Tears threatened to spill as she she saw her moms corpse on the wooden ground.

She ran up to her mum scared to feel her pulse.

There was none.

Madeline screamed as tears were running marathons down her face.

"What's all that commotion?!"

Madeline's eyes widened as she realized that her father would be very upset.

"M-Mum's gone." Her voice shakily croaked out.

Mr.Harris's greasy hair looked clean for once. His face was clean and shaven, and a nice tuxedo?

When she noticed what he was doing, it was to late. Her so called father punched her in the face and pulled on her short brown locks.

"D-dad!"

He growled inhumanely at her and threw her against the wall.

Madeline slid down the wall like a cartoon character, it reminded her of the time her mum and her used to watch together.

Mr. Harris looked down at his wife while Madeline was on the brink of passing out from shock and pain.

Her father walked out of the room and locked the door behind him.

The last thing Madeline can still remember from that day is sirens.

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Sorry for how short this is, I was a bit busy today and was able to write this in the short amount of time I had. I hope you still enjoyed it! Have a good day or night!