It all started when I was five I was at home and my mom was in the kitchen, my dad was on the computer I was watching daddy work he works for the I.C.P.O. I was intelligent for my age when I was three I already knew how to read small novels now I read like the Harry Potter books. My dad taught me all this on his half job he was a high school teacher. "Daddy I can't find Ryu." I whined. "Mommy washed him go check in the dryer." He said patting me on the head. I smiled. "Ok." I said. The bad part about are neighbor hood is that we live in the worst parts of Sans Francisco.
I ran to the dryer and got out my stuffed panda. "I got him!" I said. I came back from the laundry room and saw two thugs standing there my mom was deceased lying on the floor the one guy had a bloody knife. That was used to kill my mom. I saw that there was duck tape around my mom and dead. My dad was tied up on the floor with a pistol pointed at his head. My eyes watered up with tears. "D-Don't kill daddy." I said in my normal childish voice. "What should we do with the kid?" one gangster asked. "Kill it." The other one said. I was so scared at the time I could barely move. "We can't kill a kid it wouldn't be right." The other gangster said he was probably dragged into it.
I clutched onto my panda bear I saw my dad's phone lying on the ground. "Don't think about it kid." The thug said. My hand moved toward the phone, the gangster shot my father; tears welled up in my eyes. The sound of sirens filled my head and I felt a little dizzy because one of the gangsters had hit me. I heard the sound of shattering glass and footsteps running out on the street. "Damn it we're too late." The cop said. After that, it was a blur. A couple hours later, I woke up in a hospital. "Rae are you awake?" the nurse said. I nodded my head. You are going to an orphanage