Her POV
I am a girl who only wants justice for my parents death.
I want justice for my own death
"AaaAahHhh!!!....."
"Help me!!"
"Huhuhu please stop"
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!"
Those are screams that i've heard before my sight turned into black.
"Hey baby girl wanna come with us?"
"Come on don't be shy"
"Come join us, we won't hurt you"
Those are the words that came out from the mouth of the persons behind my death and my parents death
I begged.
I cried.
I shouted for help.
They just laughed at me..
Enjoying what they're doing..
While I plead for help.
I tried to fight them, but it's no use
They're many while i'm just all alone
They have more strength than me
What could i do?
Memories of the past kept on haunting me
I became miserable
I distance myself from people
Thinking about my own problems
My own thoughts
My own opinion on everything
What could i do?
I cried every night
Every single night
Until i stopped
Stopped from thinking
Stopped everything
