Chapter one: My life is- There’s not one pitaculle word that could describe it. But if i had to pick just one, i’d probably pick ‘Miserable’. And I still think miserable is an understatement. My life used to be wonderful, and everyday had some sort of- anticipation to see what it would hold. My mother had an adventurous sort to her, always ready to go on a hike, or a picnic. My older brother, John, was calm, and collective, and quite intelligent. And there’s my younger -I should say there was, not there is- There was, my younger sister Amelia, she was sweet and kind, being only a child of five years old, bending over backwards to please you -she wouldn't actually bend over backwards to please you, it's just an expression used to say how she would go out of her way to please you- Always there to make you smile. My father.At one time I did love my father. He used to be kind like Amelia, Adventurous like my mother, and intelligent like John. But he changed. He changed

He found drugs, and sadly, he got hooked. He went crazy, doing anything to get more drugs, then he became an alcoholic. My mother said everything would work out, it would be how it was before. But I'm sad to say she was wrong. I just below her way of coaxing the pain, of watching someone she loved disappear, was telling people it would be ok, though it wouldn't. Tho it would never be back to normal. That one day, i must tell you about. They day i felt like my life ended. The day, I wish I had never been boren. It was a Saturday afternoon, we still stayed with my father, he always said if we tried to leave he’d kill us all. My mother was afraid of him, we were all afraid of him. My father was in a bad mood as normal, drunk, and taking drugs. My mother was playing with Ameila, and John was up in our room studying. My mother finally put Amelia down for a nap, and then my dad got angry about something, no one really knows what. But he started yelling at my mother. I went

to my room, where John and Ameila were. “Go outside” John said “Go play with a friend or something. Just leave for now till father gets out of his mood” “But what about Ameila? Should I take her with me?” I had asked him. “No. Father might hurt me, or mother, but he wouldn't touch Ameila. Even if he is drunk. Just leave her here, and if anything happens I'll send her to the neighbors.” I finally consented and walked on my way home. As I neared my house, I could see the cops. I walked up to one, “Why are you here?” i asked, “There was a shooting at this household, now run along, you have no business being here” one of the cops said to me. I stared at him, my legs went numb, my throat tightened up, I started shaking all over. I start to run up to my door walking in. One of the cops tried to stop me, but I just ignored him. I walk in, seeing three people laying on the ground with tarps over themselves.

One the size of amelia, one the size oh john, and one the size of my mother. I walk up to the one that looks like John, and pull the tarp off a bit where his head should be, and see him. He lay still as the gun did on the table. He didn't move, nore breath. “J-ohn” I whispered in a hoarse voice. It was him. My bestest friend in the world, one of the few people I could trust, laid dead in front of me. I stood up, that's when I saw my father. “You did this!” I yell, trembling still all over. “You killed them” he just smiles at me. The worst thing I could have gotten is what he gave me. A smile. I start yelling at him. I yell so loud, but no one answers. It's as if I'm cursing his name to the wind. “I hate you!! John was only 18, and Amelia 5!! And you killed them! Y-you, self centered-” One of the other cops took him out before I could finish. My voice horses, tears running down my cheeks. “I-i’m sorry” I whispered to john. I know he can't hear me, and I know sorry doesn't matter now. But I

i'll add more ^^

i mean to chapter one, but not rn.

i juxst relised that sinetnce was left un done: needed to say sorry. I don't understand why, I needed to, but some part of me said I had too. I was sorry I couldn't save them.

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