"See, isn't this nice? Just us three having a walk." Isabella smiled at her husband.
"Mom, Thomas is coming over later and I need to find my soccer ball!" Marie exclaimed.
Phineas laughed. "You can find it later. Your mother is right, this is actually quite relaxing."

Marie sighed as she watched them share a sly kiss. She glanced across the street and noticed a little boy had dropped his basketball and it was rolling into the street.

She checked to see if there were any cars coming. Since there was not, she walked towards the ball.

"Marie, no!"

She heard her dad scream and she felt herself being pushed into the hard sidewalk.

She heard her mother shriek. She looked around, her head was pounding. When she could see again, all she saw was her father's dying body and her mother holding him tightly and screaming for help.

In mere seconds, there was a crowd surrounding her parents until she could no longer see them.

But she didn't need to because the image of her dead father was stuck in her mind.

I wasn't planning to publish this but I've had this idea in my head for a while and I've never written a story with Phineas, Isabella, and the rest of the gang's kids so I thought yea why not start with a death story since you've never written that either? Idk how long this story will be prepared