Amazing, they did it again. I nodded to my parents that there was someone standing out side our door with a knife. How many more people were my parents going to hurt and trick before they learned their lesson? My parents got their baseball bat and gun from the closet and went to answer the door.

"Leave now, or face the consequences," my mother sneered. "We are not afraid to get our hands dirty."

The man laughed rather insanely. "Neither are we."

Wait... did he just say we? At that exact moment four more guys jumped out from the bushes and shot my parents.

"Leave no witnesses!" One of them shouted but I had no idea which because I was already bolting for the back door as an attempt to escape. It was too late. A deafening shot echoed through my ears as I felt my back go cold and hot at the same time. Blood was dripping down my back as I fell to the ground with tears in my eyes. I had so much to live for! I was accepted into a prestigious university which was quite the accomplishment based on the background I had. All my efforts to escape the life my parents had built... all of it wasted. The kitchen lights flickered and then everything went black.