Cold air breezed through the open window. She looked around their house. It was odd, nobody seemed to be home. It was awfully quiet and the only thing she can hear is her breathing.

She walked silently as she always does. Her dad would always tell her to walk like a lady and after quite a while, she finally learned how to walk properly. Her dad... She wondered if they were home. It was very unusual for them to go out late at night. Besides, they were supposed to be home waiting for her as they promised.

Something is wrong. She thought. She finally reached their bedroom. Reaching out for the door knob, she heard a rustle outside the opened window. She quickly turned around, heart pounding. She hears the sound of her blood rushing in her ears. She stood frozen, holding the door knob. She couldn't make herself go and check what just happened, it was dark and cold. She didn't want to see something unpleasant.

Slowly, she turned the knob and pushed the door.

Her eyes widen as they take in the sight. It was horrible. Her mom lying on the floor her head facing her and her leg at a bad angle. Her eyes still open, clearly they were shocked. Blood splattered all over her white dress. was open as if she had hoped someone would hear her and help her. Her hair was messy and she was holding a hair brush.

She couldn't breathe. She dropped to her knees and started shaking. This is all a dream. She told herself. She held her head and brought her knees close to her chest and rocked herself back and forth. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and she couldn't do anything to stop it. Her mom is dead. Dead.

But where is her dad?

She screams.

The world turns into a black void and she took this as an escape to the reality.