"Mommy? Daddy?" I asked searching our hotel room. I was awoke by yelling and cries of pain and agony. I frantically knocked on their bedroom door thinking they were hurt. They don't answer.. so I wait a few seconds then walk in. What I saw was so traumatizing for a 10 year old I can still remember it so vividly. There was blood splattered all over the beige walls. My Mom's beautiful hair covered her pale beaten face. My Dad's head was on the other side of the room with his body dismembered with his parts scattered all over the floor. I looked over at the window to see a human... not a hybrid unless they were hiding it. The put a finger up to their lips before they leaped out the window only leaving me and my dead parents. The only thing I remember was how their gold and blue eyes shimmered in the moonlight and how their knife almost glowed. I cried and screamed out in agony and pain feeling tears fall from my eyes. That was all I could remember before a month later my uncle took me on a four day fishing trip to forget about that traumatizing hotel experience. That didn't start or end too well... after being stranded for 3 years we got back to shore and I watch my uncle die in a hospital from a heart disease. A month later my aunt took me back to my home town... almost. She brought me to a place in the middle of nowhere... town was about an hour away if I drove, but I'm not old enough to drive yet, but it only takes me half an hour to fly so I guess it's ok. Now I'm here present day sitting in my room alone... It would be all rainbows and sparkles if my aunt wasn't so evil... She hurts me... no, she tortures me.