Hello I am Arial White I'm 13 years old and I was born in Maryland and lived in a huge house with a pool, until someone broke in and stole all of our things and even killed my parents. At the time I was outside playing and when I heard gunshots (terrified) I went home. Afraid to open the door I had to do it so I could see if my parents were all right.
When I open the door the house was empty (completely empty not a thing in sight) so I head to my parents room and suddenly I step in something wet and red then I realized it was blood. I begin to call for my parents as I go toward there room no response. I peeked my head into the room and there lied my parents. I checked there vitals and it turned out they were dead. So I rushed to my room got my suitcase and put clothes and food in it I packed my toothbrush, toothpaste, soap, and my mom and dads credit and food stamps cards(I didn't know where I was gonna go but I did know I couldn't stay here) so after I packed up and said to my parents RIP before I head out and it's been 2 years since then.
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The tragedy
Teen FictionThis story came to me when I thought about the people who lose there parents, there home, the food they had and has no where to go. If there is anything you guys think I should change put it as a comment.
