The flashbacks are too much to bear. I'm sittingalone in an abandoned building, with just my thoughts. It all happened so fast.One minute my parents and I were chatting and the next there were people charginginto my house and my parents were corpses. I had run away after the murderersleft and found this abandoned building. It has now been three days since myparents died and all I've done is have flashbacks from what happened, and theywon't stop. I cry myself to sleep every night. It's so hard to handle the factthat my parents are dead. I wish to just know that everything will be fine,that I'm going to be fine.