Half Empty Yet Half Full (work in progress)

Half Empty Yet Half Full (work in progress)

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She was such a happy child until she heard that blood curdling scream that caused a shiver to run up her spin. She knew right away that it was her mother and with that shouting was heard as she sat in her bed not long before her older sister ran into her room and pulled her from the bed, her little brother close behind.Taking her to the corner of her room where her dresser was her sister pushed it out of the way and pealed back the wall paper revealing a small door And without hesitation her sister pushed her and her little brother into the small dark tunnel and said one thing, one thing that stuck with her till this day. "Survive. No matter what you must survive." And that was the last time she ever saw her sister and her beloved family and now she want to track down the son of a bitch that killed them.
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