The Broken One.

Flashback: " Honey go hide in the bathroom, quickly! ", my dad said worried. I jumped into the bathroom hearing a click, which must have been a lock, I turned to find a gun on the counter, I gasped. Myself, a small 6 year old never to have seen this coming. I grabbed the gun, in case and climbed into the laundry basket covering myself over with dirty clothes, I plugged my nose. I heard my dad talking," I can't let you have her, she's all I have left, take me. She has nothing to do with this.", I shuddered as I heard his words, was he talking about me, he must be. A few minutes past hearing nothing but a few murmured words.