Your point of view

Mum and dad were down stairs fighting again, I just wanna get out of this house. I then heard a bottle smash as i ran down to see what was going on. Mum had blood coming out of her arm with pieces of glass sticking out of it. Dad then turned to me, his face dropped.

"Wait, Y/n, Let me explain!" I didn't want to hear it, so i ran out the front door. I ignored Dad call out for me and turned the corner. I was standing in the rain until i heard him running up the street after me. I ran again until i bumped into someone. 

"Oh! I'm So Sorry!" He said startled. I looked and saw a skeleton with a white hoodie and red scarf, he also had a red slash on his chest. He had a concerned look. "Are you okay?"

Tears streaming down my face I look at him  and nod. "I-I'm okay." I said, my voice breaking from crying.
"You sure? You're crying! Can I help in anyway?"
I looked at the ground.
"Can you erase the past?" He shook his head. "Then no."
"Do you want to talk about it?" I nod my head slowly.

I tell him about what I saw and how I ran out the door to get away. Tears start falling from my eyes. He then hugged me.
"I will help you." He whispered.

"Thank you"