> Quote:sometimes, the worst danger is one from within the family

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It's been five years since then.

I don't know why I keep track.

Maybe I just want to remember what my life was like before.

{flashback}

"close the door, quickly. she's getting closer!" yelled my sister as the insane husk of what had once been my mother walked down the hall with a mad glint in her eyes.

"I'll cut you into bits if you don't tell me where you hid my children!" my insane mother said cackling wildly

"d****t mother, come to your senses." I muttered under my breath as I helped my sister barricade the door.

"I changed my mind!" my mother shouted gleefully "I'm going to kill you anyway!"

"s**t bro, what we gonna do?" my sister looked at me with a scared expression. I surveyed the room, two tables that could be used as shields, a couch that could be used as cover, some letter openers and a few kitchen knives.. they might just work.

"grab as many sharp objects as you can." I told my sister, grabbing a few myself. "when she breaks through throw them at her and go out the window  storing four in my pants pocket.

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"hello, I have a gift for you!" my mother called, still sounding more and more insane with each minute. *thud*

*BOOM*

The door exploded inwards and my mother stepped through the wreckage, holding onto a shotgun, and a pistol.

why did my father have to buy guns? I thought to myself as my insane mother took aim. diving to the side, I escaped the blast. Then I hurled both my letter openers and motioned for my sister to go out the window. both letter openers hit her hilt first, one in the arm, the other in the gut. while she was winded, I jumped out the window. It was only a second story drop, so both me and my sister made it down without breaking anything.

"I'll kill you for taking my precious children!" my mother screamed at us, taking aim and..

*crack*

¨Guahh!¨

I turned and saw my sister fall, blood soaking her hip and shoulder.

"NO! NOOOOOOOO!" I wailed, dropping to my knees as my sister bled her life into the dirt.

"Run, bro." my sister said weakly. "the bullet hit my leg, I can't run." 

"I can't leave you." I said "I can't."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! DIE! ALL OF YOU! DIE FOR TAKING MY CHILDREN!"

"Go." she said, smiling weakly, using the same words she had whenever I played a sport.   

nodding, I turned, and ran as fast as I could, leaving my sister to die at my mother's hands.