The dew from my eyes gently rolled down my face. My beloved parents lay there dead with their eyes at the back of their head from the incident. Not a sound could be heard. All my hopes and dreams were gone now I had to cater for myself with no money or food. The whole thing was so terrifying and horrible that I wouldn't dare to believe it was true. Noises hummed in my ears and small whispers reminded me what I had done. It hadn't been my fault I was just there but no-one would either believe me or they didn't want too. All I could hear was gun shots then blood spilled all over the floor. I couldn't live like this and as a small fire started getting bigger it soon swallowed me whole.
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