• Chapter Uno! Hope you enjoyy!! biggrin
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    They looked out the window before I got in the green beat up car that my parents gave to me. I made sure the windows were open for this . . .

    "I hate you-!" I got cut off by my mom's pained look. She looked like she new something was going to happen or that she knew what I was going say and she shut the window.

    I felt absolutely disgusting! They only heard the part I knew was a lie. I loved them. I did . . .

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    I walked through the door quietly the next morning. I was having little flashbacks of last night and they hurt my head.

    "Good morning guys." I whispered. "I wanted to say I'm sorry. I love you guys," I said while walking around the house. "I just don't like your boundries are the fact you think you can decide what I'm going to be. Just . . . I'll choose for myself okay? Lay off a-" My mouth fell as I saw blood creeping through my sister's door.

    "Lizzy?" I said as I opened the door.

    Her wrists were cut and bleeding and there was a bullet through her head. I noticed she had seven more through-out her body. I didn't notice but salty tears were streaming down my face. My sister was dead! blood was gushing from eash semi-fresh woond. The smellwas making me sick.

    "M-mom? D-dad?!" I called through-out the house. They were more like hoarse whisper's because I couldn't get my voice through.

    I walked to the kitchen. My mother had a knife plundged through her tiny frame and dark, deep red blood was staining her skin. I waatched as the droplets of blood went down her arm and disappeared in horror. THen I noticed a bullet through her head. I fell to my knees. And then I smelt something burning.
    I reached towards the oven and slowly opened. The smell was absolutely vile! I saw my dad ******** chopped up in the oven, burning!

    "Oh my mother ******** God!!!" I screamed and I just broke down completely.
    I was crawling for the phone. I dialed "911."

    "Hello, Washington police. What's the emergancey?" an older, sweet voiced woman said on the other line. She kind of soothed me.

    "My mother and f-father were murdered and so was my s-s-sister." I whispered through my sobs.

    "Oh honey, it's-" I cut her off. She was about to say that fowl line.

    "Please . . . Don't say it'll be okay because we both know it won't." I was serious and my heart felt demented. I was a black whole that was slowly tearing me to shreads. There was nothing there . . .

    After questions an ambulance was sent over. But they needed more then they thought.