Chapter 1 (Penny pov)

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"Hurry up!" I yelled while panting my heart out. "I'm coming, Penny!" Murray screamed in reply. "Murray!" I screamed in terror, my eyes big. "What!" Murray yelled, obviously unaware of what is happening. How?! How?! He can be smart, if he tried. He's not trying. "Hurry he's right behind you!" I yelled, trying to protect his life. I know I will die for him. "Wha... ahhhhhhh!" Murray yelled in terror. I know this is the end. The edge of my life. I will die for Murray, my younger brother. Mom, who is heaven will hurt me if I did not protect him. This is the edge. This is... "Come on!" I yelled without hestitation.

"Think...... We..... Lost... Him..." I mumbled with my eyes watery and filled with terror. We stopped and rested in a sturdy enough, nearby tree in the forest. "Who was that?" Murray asked, hardly able to speak. "That is the guy who killed our mother." I trembled, my body aching from all the running we have done. "But... But... But, I thought Dad killed her." Murray said, stumbling on his words, because he was so afraid. "Murray," I explained, "That mysterious man you're talking about IS Dad." Murray trembled and literally fell backwards in terror. I helped Murray up to his feet. "Penny," Murray whined in sadness, "I... I never knew." I stopped for a minute and hugged Murray as tight as I possibly could. I feel sorry for him. We really never knew.

Why was he chasing after us? And why did he kill mom? I really don't know....yet.
"Penny?" Murray asked. "Yes Murray?" I answered.

"What now?!" Murray asked/yelled. "Ummmm....." I stumbled, "Don't worry about it we'll get out of this mess." "How?" Murray asked. He was bewildered. Oh great. I sighed. "Let me think." I replied, trying not to make him worry so much. "Okay."
I fell into a deep sleep.

I was wide awake, staring into my father's eye. I saw a gun loaded to Murray's head. "No!" I screamed, trying to save his life. I jumped in front of him and the world went black.

I woke up in the tree. Thank god it's not real. It's just a dream, Penny. It's just a dream.

I heard the familiar sound of a loading gun. Uh. Oh. I looked up. There was a gun aimed to Murray's head. "No!" I screamed. That didn't work. "We burn, you burn with us!" I yelled in anger. This seemed to catch the people's attention. A loaded gun was placed to my head as well. Seriously?! Penny, you could do better than that. I don't want Murray dead. I looked up. One of the men was Dad the other was a complete stranger to us, but they both looked very alike.

Our dad has a thin, jet black goatee and jet black thick long hair that almost covered his eyes so much that he could barely see. He wasn't very fit and most of the time you could find him at the bar buying 6 or 7 shots at a time getting completely wasted. His companion on the other hand had short groomed hair with no goatee but all the other traits of Dad. They looked like people you wouldn't want to mess with and not just because of the gun to our head but also because of all of their nasty scratched up cloths and the dangerous looking tattoos on their arms and legs. They also smelled like a rat died in a sewer and a cat ate it and then threw it right back up. It wasn't very pleasant.
"Give us the money!" His companion screamed before he passed out from exhaustion. "What money?" I asked calmly.

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