You don't expect one day to wake up and the people you love are all dead. You know they will all die someday but you don't expect to be the only survivor of a massacre. The things you used to do you don't want to anymore. You think what if I was there, what if I could have done something, maybe I could have done this and that and they wouldn't have killed them. If I would have done those things then maybe I wouldn't be all alone.Time goes by and I feel the same. The only thing that I have learned is that you can't trust anyone. I am now 17 and my family was all killed two years ago.