I sat on the couch smiling innocently at the bright tv I was watching intently not paying attention to my surroundings at all. I vaguely heard my little sister upstairs crying for a feed of milk, my mother in the kitchen cutting up vegetables preparing dinner, her long chains on her wrist making a loud sound everytime they made contact with the kitchen surface and my dad sitting next to me reading the news paper quietly to himself. I'm only 6 years old and life for me is perfect, nothing can go wrong and nothing will go wrong. The world to me isn't a nasty place full of violence and war, instead it's a world full of happiness like the cartoons showed children my age on tv. My mother put down the knife and quickly walked upstairs to attend to Molly, my baby sister. "daaaaad" I drawled innocently staring at him, he lowered the paper slowly smiling "yes?" "what's it like when you die?" His jaw locked tightly as he pulled me onto his lap "what in earth made you ask a question like that hun?" "Well I was talking to Hannah and she said-" before I could even finish the sentence the door was forced open by large men. "GET HIM!" one of the men roared charging at my dad "DADDY!" I screamed as they ran past me knocking me to the ground "WHERE'S OUR MONEY?!" "I don't have it right now! But I promise fellas I will in a couple days, I swear!" my dad pleaded with the men "NOT GOOD ENOUGH!" the man shouted at my dad and he punched him hard in the stomach, I watched my dad getting beat silently, blow after blow hurting me as it hurt him "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!" my mum screamed running into the room, the men turned around to face my mum "well well well" a different mam said smirking at my mum "what do we have here? A wife?" "yes I'm his wife and I'm telling you to let him go!" The man smirked at my mum and pulled out a pistol from his waistband "not likely" he whispered almost inaudible as he pulled the trigger on the gun shooting my mum straight in the chest. "MO-" I stopped what I was saying as my survival instincts kicked in telling me to keep my mouth shut if I wanted to survive "YOU MONSTERS!!!!" my dad screamed thrashing against the men who had held him against a wall "you can't give us the money can you? So we're taking what's valuable to you." the main man said turning around sharply to face my dad as he held the gun in his face "any last words?" "I hate you" he said spitting in the mans face "charming" he muttered wiping the spit from his face as his hand tightened around the trigger "bedtime, night night" and in the blink of an eye the shot and killed him. Suddenly I was pulled up roughly by my arm "hey Danny! What do we do with this girl?!" I hadn't let a single tear fall down my cheek but I was shaking pretty badly, I looked at the man I presumed was Danny steadily in the eye never once looking away or blinking "take her with us." "WHAT?!" the man holding my arm said shocked "don't ever question my decisions, just do as I say! Under stood?!" Danny shouted back at him "yes" "good now let her go" the man realised my arm "come here" Danny whispered to me I walked over to him slowly "what's your name and how old are you?" "Zoe and I'm 6" "well Zoe, your coming to live with me now and I promise you'll be very happy with me"