Prologue

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"Good morning Chris." I smiled as I greeted myself. When I reached 6 years old, I believed that greeting myself in the morning would make my day good as my Mom told me to.

I opened the door and my feet led me to the living room.

"Good morni- ". I was about to greet them but then paused when I saw my both parents lying helplessly on the floor. Pool of blood was scattered around my parents' body.

Shock overpowered my body that I couldn't even move. I can't help myself but stare at their lying bodies. 

"Mom... Dad..." I started calling them not knowing that they can't speak.

"PLEASE, WAKE UP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I reached the phone inside the drawer of the coffee table. I started tapping the emergency number on my 2G phone.

"911. What's your emergency?" The call-taker responded.

I breathed deeply to calm myself before I can answer. "My parents were stabbed. Bang residence. Our house is near the Stay Cafè, about 3 or 4 blocks apart. Please hurry." My voice almost cracked desperate for help.

"They're losing too much blood." I said those as if I'm an adult taking the incident calmly.

I've seen so much mystery movies because of my father who's a cop but I never imagined that this will happen in my life.

After I said all of those, my tears began to fall. I didn't even bother to listen the reply of the emergency call taker.

"Mom.... Dad....  PLEASE STAY..." My tears are endlessly falling.

Those are the only words I can utter before they died. I guess it not a good day after all -- should I say life.


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