Chapter 3 part 2

It's cold. I wish I wasn't wearing my pyjamas. The footsteps grew nearer and nearer. My breathing hitched and adrenaline spiked through my veins making me twitch. Then a man in white came in stealthy; his arms reached around the the corner of the coop. He grabbed my hair and pulled me out through the opening.

I dangled in his grasp like a puppy whose scruff was in its mother's maw. I kicked and bite; I was just trying to get free. He pulled me into his arms. The smell of coffee and blood emanated off of this man. He put a gag into my mouth. His partner eyed me with distrust.

They brought me into my house. The smell of gunpowder and blood assaulted my nose; then I saw them my once perfect family sleeping in blood. I didn't understand was this a new game we were playing? They wouldn't wake up. The man dropped me and I ran over to Lill, her carefree demeanour was gone. Only seriousness and coldness remained. Blood stained her white nightgown and her brown hair was sticky from coagulated blood.She coughed out blood and told me to run. The light slowly faded from her grey eyes. That's when the realisation set in.

The men were chatting in the kitchen. I then decided that I would kill them with my dagger. They would wish they were dead, but I would have to wait. Even if it took me years I would kill them.