A Little Detective: Chpt 1

It was a cold, hard winters morning my parents were at work and my friends, well I didn't have any. I'm in a tragically poor family. My parents only worked once a year, because they were snow shovelers. Clearing a road or driveway always takes you a day. As soon as my parents came home I did the cooking because they where covered with exhaustion. Sometimes, when it's snowing really heavily, as soon as they've finished it , it starts again. It was sleep, eat, work, sleep, work, all day every day for my parents during the winter. In the summer it was sleep, eat, look for a job. The days went on forever. But today was worse...

As I said, it was a horrible day. The cold hard snow was a thousand bees, stinging my cheeks. On the way home I fell over and cut my knee. Blood fell down my leg like snow cascading down a hill, in an avalanche. But that was nothing.

When I got home my foot stepped onto a pool of blood. I stopped breathing. My heart was pounding. I started breathing again and followed the path of blood behind the pool. It led into the kitchen, then the living room, then the demon bathroom. I hardly lived a second when I saw it! An icy hand grabbed my arm and I fell to the ground with an almighty thud. My body drifted into nothing. Slowly, blood came down my arm and a tear trickled down my face...