I hid in my wardrobe, shaking with fear. I knew this day would come eventually: a missed lesson. Spanish lesson. Suddenly, a shriek. No. Multiple shrieks coming from down stairs. My mother, my younger brother, my dog. All I could hear were their bloodcurdling screams until it all went silent. They were gone. *He* took them. Thud, thud, thud. He stomped up the stairs and slowly opened my bedroom door. I tried to hide behind the clothes in my wardrobe but slipped and fell. A shadow loomed over me as I tumbled out of my wardrobe and onto my hard bedroom floor. I looked up and saw him...