Hook

            After sprinting outside, I abruptly halted to a stop. My jaw dropped wide in awe. Glancing around at the horrific scene that laid before me, I felt tears prick my eyes. Racing towards the incomprehensible with mixed emotions, I knelt on the ground and let the tears escape me. There, on the hard, cold, dirt of Denver are my parents, as frozen and rock hard as the ground they are lying on. You’re dreaming Amber, don’t believe it! I tell myself and look up at the dark, night sky.  Pressured by pain and shock I slowly peek over at my parents, scared of what I might find. But my fear is soon replaced with a sick feeling leaving me wishing I hadn’t chosen to look. The vision I’d never thought I’d see, that one that I never even thought about, it was so unrealistic, was here. My worst nightmare had just come true. My mom, dead on the ground, with a knife stabbed through her heart. My dad, with a rope tied tight around his neck. Blood surrounds them in a pool. I take another look around, trying to see who had done such a horrible thing, such an unforgivable thing when I saw a white sheet. Although my eyes were blurred by my tears, I could clearly make out the message, “Leave now or end up like they did…” complete with blood ink and was perfectly arranged between the people that were the center of my life.