It was midnight, but she still could not fell asleep. Tomorrow was her sixteen birthday. She thought it was a good time to tell, at least better then anytime. After the decision was made, she tried to sleep again. Then a big sound woke her up, sounded liked someone was fighting upstair. She ran to the door and yelled. She heard someone came and tried to broke the door of the basement, but he failed. The door was make by the hardest material, nobody can broke it. The person gave up and left. The thing he didn’t know is, the key was just left on the floor. Adria saw that through the keyhole. She needed to get out, but how to? While she was thinking, she heard her mother was calling her name.
The door was opened, mother was lying on the floor and groaning. Her body was stabbed by a knife, she tried to move her mouth to tell Adria something, but it was too late. She was dead when Adria tried to listen to what she wanted to say. Adria didn’t cry, tears never help. Never. She checked the house to make sure there’s no anyone else. It took some times because it was the first time for her to see the whole house and it was a big house. No one was there but her father’s corpse. “ Poor them.” She thought. “ Maybe it’s the time to go and find out everything, be brave, I’m free.” But she couldn’t, she couldn’t step out of the house...While she was struggling, she saw someone was walking to the house.
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