I closed my eyes and sunk to the pine floor, my breathing ragged whilst shaking uncontrollably. I cowered from the tall, pale, blood covered walls surrounding me.Sinking my head into my torn jeans, too distraught to cry.My body vibrated against the cold icy floor, new sobs ripping through my broken body. After an hour I knew I would have to sort everything out.I raised my head only to see the mess, flinch, and bury it again into my now soaking jeans. My parents, Molly and David, had their heads chopped off and nailed by a rusty bloody old nail to the wall.It was as is if a horror movie had come to life.The bodies were no where to be seen.Nothing but a repulsive mixture of half of each head sewn together.A shiver ran up my spine,as did I feeling of nausea. It had been a normal day too, hanging out at school with my friends to then come home to see...this.My thoughts were then disrupted by my elder sister, she's 16 and I'm 13, push open the unusually clean door. Her first sight was me, all curled up on the floor sobbing like a mad woman, her brows furrowed in confusion with her long dirty blond hair tucked behind her ears and pure eyes as green as emeralds filled with concern."Christie?" She called out.Then she looked past me... Her tanned face turned as white as chalk in an instant.Her hands swung limply by her side and her eyes brimmed with tears.Leaking jewels.For minutes she stood, paralysed by the horror before letting out a sorrowful cry and sinking to the ground.She then let out a choke of despair and fainted in a pool of tears of hatred and sorrow. My red swollen eyes emerged once again and I weakly put my hand out to reach the phone on the table beside me.Shakily,I brought it to my ears and dialled 999.My voice cracked and wobbly 'Pol-I-ice...' ********************************************* Sorry it's so short, It's just the introduction
*1 year later* I woke with a roaring yawn then slowly clambered out of bed.A sigh escaped my parched lips as I reach my wooden bedside cabinet and get my cup of water, then sit down onto the springy bed. After my parents died I moved in with my Aunt and Uncle.They were quite poor so they had a small house, but I guess it was cosy.I lived there with my sister,aunt,uncle and cat,Rolo. A shy smile covers my lips as I looked at my room.It was a pale lilac, quite small but covered in pretty paintings.Painting was a hobby I had took up since my parents death, it was something to keep my mind distracted. My eyes reached my favourite photograph: A picture of my whole family at my parent's wedding.I kept that too on my bedside cabinet.I closed my eyes and gave a small cry of anguish and rolled my onto my tiny purple and black bed.I missed them so much still but I was good at hiding it. A few minutes later I sat up and rubbed my eyes.I reached out,once again, for the half empty cup of water and poured it over my messy head.I felt refreshed and ready to start the day so I dried my face on a towel of the floor and headed out my room and down the rickety stairs. I walked through to the boring plain white kitchen and sat down at the dirty glass table.No one but my sister was a fan of cleaning here but she wasn't dealing with my parent's death well at all and remained in her room, occasionally letting out loud cries and only coming down when necessary for food. "Hey Aunt Meg, hey Uncle Joe" I said cheerfully, they insisted I called them Aunt and Uncle. My Uncle cleared his throat and approached me "We found you a school" He muttered cautiously. I had to leave my old school as when I moved to my Aunt and Uncle's house it would be an hours drive away.I haven't been to school since the death, just home schooled, so something to take my mind of everything would be amazing! "Thanks guys!Which school is it?"" I exclaimed happily "well...it's a boarding school my Aunt said tentatively. I froze for a moment but I guess it wouldn't be to bad.Everyone here, although i loved them still,just reminded me of my parents. "Go on" I quietly said,curious. My Aunt and Uncle said nothing for a moment until my Aunt barely whispered.. "Shallow Grace high" My eyes widened in alarm.Shallow Grace high was known to be mysterious and scary.It looked like a building out of a horror movie and alway seemed to be surrounded my rain and often lightning. "Why?" I squeaked out My Aunt let out a tired sigh and I knew, money. It was the only place they could afford. I closed my eyes to calm myself then opened them to meet my Aunt and Uncle's expectant faces. "When?" "On Monday" Whispers my Uncle.I let out a gasp.Today was Sunday! I wanted to be mad at them but I knew it wasn't there fault.Instead I muttered out a mumbled "Thank you Aunt, Uncle" then sprinted out the room,up the stairs and them burst into my own room.I belly flopped onto my creased bed and curled up onto it scared and upset and missing my parents and old school even more.
Monday* "Christie!Time to get up" I hear my Aunt yelling as I roll over onto my pillow blocking out her sounds. "In a minute" I yell back, not wanting to get up and face the day, I was dreading having to leave the comfort of my room. As I hear her footsteps plodding back down the stairs I fall out of bed, with a quiet bang. "For fucks sake!" I snarl scowling then pull open my tiny wardrobe,in the far end of my room.I pull on some band T shirt and slip my favourite black and red hoodie over my annoyed head and pull on some ripped skinny jeans clumsily.I give my hair a quick brush roughly, growling like a cat at all the tangled mess and knots before leaving my chamber. As I walk to the stairs I stop outside my sisters door out of habit.I peek through the silver key hole, as if I were a spy, but saw she was asleep so I slipped a note under the door. 'Hey sis, Hope you're going to be okay but Aunt and Uncle have set me up with some boarding school.I'll be home at the holidays though! Miss ya lots Love ya Christie x' I left out the details as not to worry her but I doubted she'd heard of the boarding school anyway.She rarely left her room to find out any information, so there was no reason why she'd heard of it but...just in case. I walked down the stairs, stumbling along, too distracted to see where I was going.I walked through to the living room and was bear-hugged by my tearful Aunt.She stuttered something I couldn't make out and ran of to get a tissue.My Uncle looked sad but he held up and gave me a warm embrace. "You'll do well" He said with a sad smile. He walked along to the front door and placed the suitcases I had packed there from yesterday.My Auntie came to the door too and kissed my cheek, my Uncle gave me a warm smile.I was about to leave when my Aunt stopped me.She was crying so much she couldn't speak but she presented me with a gift.I'd completely forgotten it was my birthday on Wednesday. I smiled a genuine smile and kissed both there cheeks before walking out into the drive and too the awaiting taxi.