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oming back? Go quickly now, so we can eat!" my mom said hurriedly, her

t to go," I replied non

been close. They were always busy with work, leaving no time for me. This neglect had built a wall of resentment between us

alk back home. My thoughts were scattered, and I didn't n

eye-his hands. They were stained with blood. My heart skipped a beat, and I gasped, trying to make sense of what I had just seen. *What the heck? Why does

ll ran down my spine. *Why is the door open?* I thought, my heart pound

. My parents-both my mom and dad-were lying in a pool of blood. My world spun as I screamed, the sound

embling as I desperately tried to rouse them. With

urging through my veins. The urgency of the situation weighed heavily on me. I bent down beside my parents, my tears

d fading, reached my ears. I rush

re," I whispered

trailing off as the last of her strength faded. Her h

filling the room as the reali

house, carrying my mom and dad on stretchers. They moved quickly t

" one of the paramedics asked. I nodd

ter," I replied, climbing i

m, performing CPR and doing everything they could. But then on

we lost her,"

a ton of bricks, and I

ied out, my voice fi

I asked the doctor, p

t to the hospital first," he re

red in a white sheet made tears stream down my face uncontrollably. I had never been the best daught

ge of someone with blood-covered hands. It might have been the person who killed my pare

o figure out how to catch the killer, one of th

sked, my voice tr

our father as well," she sa

ldn't hold myself together anymore, and I collapsed to the f

me. Should I just end it all? What should I do with my life now? What should I do next? Thoughts swirled in my mind, overwhelming me with sadness. But th

again. Could he be the killer? I'd make sure to find out, but firs

axi started moving, a sense of fear crept over me. The driver wasn't tak

ng me?" I asked, bu

the door, but it was locked. Before I could react, someone I hadn't noticed earlier suddenly appeared in the back seat