Emily ran, as her boots sloshed the snow away, her eyes red from the tears. Her parents dead from the accident but that was no accident, murder is the most appropriate answer as she saw the man with dreadful eyes, eyes that made your blood run cold. She slowly ran two different ways as she began to realize the present. Her footsteps made tracks and the killer could kill her easily! As she ran, ran like there was no tomorrow she carelessly bumped into a soft yet hard figure.
"Little girl! What are you doing?" A women appears, Emily screamed, hit, and bite everytime the women touched her. They wouldn't take her like they took her parents. "Little girl calm down!"
"He killed them! He killed my parents! Please, please help!" Emily cried to the old women shoulder, sniffing in cats and flour.
"Emily?" A voice, deep and icy, she looked up to see the dreadful eyes, the eyes of her parents closest friend.
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