It's was dark and gloomy outside, it smelled of the rain that has been on and off for the last 72 hours. The song that my parents love so much and has been listening to it non stop is blasting in the car ride. Suddenly my dad had swerved the car and we heard a thud. So mom was freaking out yelling at dad that they have to see if they were okay. So dad and mom both got out of the car to check and told me to stay in the car. The next thing I know I was being forced out of the car from a shady man who reeked of alcohol and cigarettes. I saw my mom crying on the ground and my father furious of anger, both were unable to get up off the ground. The shady man then puts a heavy gun that was later to be recognized to be a 9mm, in my tiny fragile 9-year-old hands. Then the shady man whispered in my ear it's going to be okay as long as I did what he said. So I did exactly as he said, firstly I made a call to 911 with the following message "hello there is a nice man here to help me be happy forever as long as I do what he says. Please stay on the phone so I can be happy with my family."As soon as I had finished talking the shady man took the phone and said "better hurry". The next thing he wanted me to do was to go tell my parents goodbye and hat I love them and sit in between them until the good people came and took them away. He then shot them each with one bullet straight in the middle of the eyes. Before he had eaten a bullet he put a pendant of a lamp around my neck and told me to never lose it or else you will never be happy again.
