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The night my world ended it's rained so hard the street light blend into rivers. I was 8 years old barefoot in the hallway clutching a stuffed rabbit when the front door burst open.
Shout- heavy foot steps, my father's voice sharp, desperate telling me to hide. I didn't run fast enough
The man came like shadows with cars their faces cold and careless my mother scream my name but the sound was swallowed by the crack of gun fire I saw her fall first then my father.Blood spread across the white marble like spilled ink
One of the men turn towards me I remember his smile lazy almost bored before my brother slammed into him dragging me away
We ran through the rain my brother's hand was warm and shaking around mine his voice low and fierce
" Don't look back Roxanne , don't ever look back"
we didn't go home again, brother took me to a bungalow
" Mum and dad are gone and so is our properties "
Five men
Five killer
Seems to destroy Roxanne life