The Walking Dead The Story Of Two

All I could hear was my own breathing with the blood drying on my hands, and the two dead bodies infront of me were my parents. They started abusing me when they were drunk and I never cared to find out the reason why they did it, and throughout the years I've matured more than any eleven year should. Hearing creaking from upstairs I got up and headed towards the stairs passing the two dead bodies. Walking up the stairs I walked to the door with the name Mia on the front, and I opened to see a four year-old girl playing with a doll. She stopped playing then looked at me saying "Big brother?"

(I don't own anything)