I opened my eyes to see myself in a completely different place. I don't remember my old house too well but I do know that this was it. I continue painting a house on the hill that apparently I had been painting.

  I hear voices in the background and suddenly there is a loud bang on the door. After a couple seconds of banging on the door, I panic and realize the scene.

It's a flashback...

  Rather than hiding somewhere, like someone with common sense, I walk up to the door. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up! Nothing... I hear my mother and father whispering. I walk closer to hear. "Scarlet listen to me," I hear my mother sniffle. "I need you and Ray to hide-"

  She starts to cry a bit more. "B-but I c-can't leave you..." He hugs her tightly and pets her hair. The sweet moment is interrupted by the shot of gun, making a hole in the door.

  My heart skips a beat. My mother takes one last look at him and runs off, picking me up, and taking us into the bathroom closet, locking the door. I start to whimper but my mum quietly shushes me.

  She searches her pockets, her eyes widen. She whispers to me so soft you can barely hear it. "M-my phone is up-upstairs..." I check my pockets as well, nothing.

  I try to breathe correctly but i stop when I hear another gunshot. My mom holds her breath and tightly shuts her eyes, squeezing my hand.

The front door slams shut and she lets go of my hand, "stay low," she hands me a small knife from her left pocket. "Just in case, I'm gonna go upstairs and call 911," I figured it was too late but I was gonna listen to my mum.

  She starts crawling but stops dead in her tracks. She goes pale and her face looks in shock. I crawl up to her and face the direction she is, suddenly I know why...

  I see the body of my father. His shirt blood soaked, and blood knotted up in his naturally messy hair. My mum quickly grabs the phone and dials 911. "911, what is your emergency?" She stutters, trying to spit out words, tears falling down her rosy cheeks. "I-I..." she chokes on tears, "Ma'am calm down, can you tell me what's wrong?"

  She comes close to breaking down. "He-I please, my husband...somebody-" my mother couldn't finish the sentence before breaking into harsh sobs. "Okay ma'am, we are on our way," the lady hangs up.

  She rushed over to him. "Matt, hon, Matthew! Babe, please!" she shakes him, holding his lifeless hands. I stay in shock, not avle to do or say anything, I could barely move. Before I knew it, I heard sirens and everything faded to darkness.

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  I quickly sit up, breathing heavily, my shirt sweat soaked. My mum walks in, "You alright dear?" I take a deep breath and look up at her.

                "Perfectly fine..."

A/N

Hey guys sorry I haven't been updating recently have a longer chapter of apology-

I ate chocolate and airheads while writing this...