So I decided to write a story...again but I'm gonna make an effort on actually writing it. So I wish for you guys to read this small part from the story. I hope you enjoy it and tell me what you think from it!
"It's okay. Don't be scared." I said into the box as father tries to enter my room. He broke the door"You think I've gone crazy? Rachel!" he said as he came through the door. I grabbed the box pushing myself against the wall watching him. I have to protect him... I thought glancing at the puppy in the box. "You did that, didn't you?" he asked me, "You killed it, then you stitched up its slashed belly and sewed up its mouth. Did it make you feel good?" I didn't say anything. He slowly came to us. His crazed laughter filled the room. He looks at him stopping"No one needs you." he said pointing the knife at me. The sound of a gun being loaded stops him from making a move. I hold the gun aiming at him. This gun's was my mothers.
"Hey , Dad...Be part of my...perfect family."
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