Screaming. Blood being splattered everywhere. I sat there and watched my family get slaughtered right before my very eyes. I watched my mother's throat get sliced and choke on her own blood as her eyes stayed glued to the closet where I hid. A lump was stuck in my throat and I wanted so badly to cry out but I covered my mouth and muffled it. I think they heard me because soon enough the man who killed my mother was heading towards me. I pressed the hand harder against my mouth and felt my heart pound faster and harder. The closet door opened swiftly and...