I woke up cold and hungry. What had happend to everything in my home? "Mom? Dad?" I called out. I sat their waiting for an answer but nothing was heard. The lights were off upstairs and down stairs. The only heat i has was the heat from my blanket. I got up to go downstairs to eat breakfast. At this point I start to worry about my parents. I called out once more. No answer. I walked down the stairs and the power box was open. I grabbed a flash light and shined it at the box. All the switches were turned off. I went to go turn them on when I heard a noise. I looked to my right, where the sound was coming from, and there I saw my mom, and dad. Dead. Their necks were ripped apart and their stomachs ripped open. I fell to the floor. I shaked them violently. I heard another noice and ran to the kitchen to grab a knife. I walked threw the house. I heard whimpering and I walked tword it. When I got to the noise my little brother was in a corner crying with blood all over him. I dropped the knife and ran to him pulling him close to me and cradling him. " I tryed to help mommy and daddy but the monster got to them first." He said whimpering. I ran my fingers threw his hair and picked him up. I went into his room and grabbed his Toy Story backpack and put some cloths in it. I put his favorite toy in it as well for some comfort. I set him on his bed and kneeled down to his level. " I'll be right back little buddy." I told him and tapped his nose. He smiled and I walked out the door locking it from the outside with a chair so he couldn't get out. I walked in my room and grabbed a duffle bag and put my phone, cloths, headphones, and some other stuff in it. I left room so I could put some food in it. I walked down stairs and saw the sight of my parents dead and bloody. I almost puked at the scene. I started gathering food. Then I heard my brother scream.
