Her mind was set it was time to get back at the person that did this to her. She was only 19 and had no parents she had been living alone on the streets of England for near 5 years. Selling her body to come up with money for food. She was done with it. Arabella turned down the street and started to walk. She didnt know where she was headed only that she needed out of England to get to the person that killed her family.
She woke as the first crack of thunder sent a chill into the air. She dragged her self from her bed and looked around. The Flash of lightning lite her room perfectly. She wandered to the door and out into the hall way. She saw nothing but knew that there was something wrong. She moved fast checking her parents room. They were not in bed. On a Friday night that was nothing new. The girl moved into the living room. She still had not seen any sign of her cats. Something was most defiantly wrong.
She tired a light switch flipping it up proved to be a waist of time. The power was out. She walked into the living room as another flash of lightning lite or the horrific scean in front of her. From the first quick flash all she saw was the blood every were. All over the floor and walls. She moved back into the kitchen to find a flashlight. Maybe one of her cats had gotten hurt fighting with its brother. She shook her head. Ana located a light and turned it on. She walked back to the living room as another shot of thunder boomed over the house. She scanned the room at first and saw not only was it blood but bodies as well.
Ana started to shake from head to toe. She moved back into the kitchen to get a breath of fresh air. When the T.V. clicked on it scared her. She jumped back. The power had come back on. She sighed and turned the light off. She went back to the living room and turned the big light on and that is when the full impact hit her. Her mother, Step father and older sister had been murdered wile they were sitting there watching T.V. A note was scralled on the living room wall. "Death comes to those that waite. And they waited long enough." A chill ran down Ana's back as she read it. She reached for the phone just as it rang. "Hello?" She answered. Nothing came from it. She spoke again. "Hello?" The voice on the other line was male. "Do you like your present my dear?" It asked. A shiver ran down her spine again. She cleard her throat. "Who are you?" She asked. "Oh what are the cops going to say when they see you covered in blood standing over your family? You better think of something soon because here they come." She dropped the phone and started to cry as lights shone in her living room windows. She looked over as her mother took a raged breath.
