the bos of the forgotten ones were into obtaining there goal of one thing.... |
This day.....I was hoping it would be like every other day, I wake up, eat breakfast, go to school, come home, grab some grub and play some video games. It started that way, but when I got home from school, it was totally different. I found my loving parents laying upon the floor in a puddle of blood, blue lipped.......dead. After staring for about a minute, I grabbed my cell phone out of my pocket and opened it, then I heard someone coming down the stairs, I look, and I see a person coming down the stairs, holding my dead sister in his arms. He sees me, then drops my sister and starts to rin after me, so I book it out the door, I look back after I am out the door and see he has stopped chasing me. I run to the neighbors house and start knocking on the door like a mad man, she answers. "whats the matterwith you?!" "my family was killed, so I ran over here to try to call the cops!" I aid in one giant breath. "Ok, go ahead and use my phone." she said. I grabbed her phone and dialed 911. "911 dispatch, what is the problem." "yes, my parents were killed by some guy, so I called." "ok, can you tell me what he was wearing?" she asked. " Yes, he was wearing all black, but they looked like dyed BDU's." "ok, and can you give me n estimated height and weight please?" " Uuuuummmmm......... he was about six foot and about 180 pounds, I think, just please hurry and......" I hear the sirens of police cars," Nevermind, thank you ma'am, goodbye." I hang up the phone..... |