Tik, tok, tik, tok, the sound of time passing by. You dont have much of it left. Tears are streaming down your face as you crawl up the stairs. It has been nearly 2 hours since they attacked the whole of Tavulate Village.
I know to keep my mouth shut, as i dont want them to find me. I am the only one in my family that survived their shootings.
As i reach the top of the stairs, I see my baby sister curled up in a ball next to my mother. They both were shot in the head.
I hear voices downstairs and i see one of the shooters staring straight at me. Instinct was my first thought. I knew they didnt give a shit about me, and if i didnt get out of there soon, i would be a goner, just like my mom and my baby sister.
I ran as fast as my twiggy legs could go and i reached the roof of my house in a matter of seconds. There is a secret base on my roof, where supplies of water and preserved food await me. I quickly unlock the base and climb in. I listen to the distinctive sound of feet shuffling below me, and i hear them climbing up to the roof.
My heart races and fear takes over, but after half an hour, i hear silence outside. I peeped though a tiny crack from the lock and i see no one.
Just as i was about to go out, the tiny door opens and i see my dad looking deep into my eyes. I look at his hand i see a gun. "Sorry sweetheart, its time to go now."
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