It was a peaceful Christmas Eve. The whole Higurashi household was sleeping, when three men quickly and silently picked the locked door. As they were picking and grabbing things they wanted, they failed to notice a half awake man walking down the stairs. "Hmm this is going to be a good Christmas", yawned Mr. Higurashi.
As he opened the door to the kitchen, he saw a man all in black taking a beautiful painting off the wall. "Hey what are you doing in my house"? Yelled Mr. Higurashi this startled the intruder, and without thinking the burglar shot him five times. Two in his stomach, one in his leg, one in his heart and the last shot was in his head. By now all the commotion had awoken the rest of the household. Mrs. Higurashi quickly ran to the children's rooms to make sure they were okay.
When she made sure they were safe, she took them to a hiding spot in her room. She knew that the intruders would not find them there. Just as she was closing the door, two of the intruders entered the room. "Look what we have here", said the first one to his partner. "Nice just my type", said the second one licking his lips.
After they had their way with Mrs. Higurashi they had shot her execution style. As this, all took place the two children watched, horrified and knew this would scar them for the rest of their lives. The older of the two could not take what they had done to his mother. Without thinking he jumped out of the closet and started to fight the two men, he successfully killed both men but he failed to notice the last man. Before he could turn around the last man took his sawed off shotgun and shot him in the back.
No one noticed the little girl that was crying silently. Taking off his mask to breathe a little better, he missed two midnight blue eyes staring at his scarred face. Taking one last look at the bloodied scene the man let out a soft sigh, and left stepping over his partners' bodies. Finally when the man left the young girl emerged from the closet, she walked over to her brother and shook him "please wake up Sota", she whispered. Next she walked over to her mother and tried to shake her awake "mommy...mommy please wake up I'm very scared", said the girl but her mother never woke up. She kept walking through the house looking for her father.
"Daddy" she called "daddy are you here, daddy"? She called again, but no one answered her calls. When she made it to the kitchen did she really feel alone, there on the floor was her father so lifeless "Daddy I'm alone and I'm scared what am I going to do please daddy wake up so you can help me save mommy and Sota. Please daddy wake up". She cried. After an hour, the little girl stopped crying, and went to sit on the front porch.
Surely, someone would find her, and sure enough after 3 hours, a neighbour who was walking her dog saw her sitting there. Rushing over to the blood covered young child, she softly picked her up and rushed back to her own home. The authorities were called, and they went to investigate the three murdered people. Sadly no one caught the last man who committed the murders, so for four years the young girl went from home to home.
Until she was dropped off at a middle aged couple's door step. The couple were ecstatic that they finally had a child; the only problem was that they were not ready to take care of someone who was mentally scarred. The once happy go lucky girl was now a cold and distant person who was full of hate. Although she was still respectful to her foster parents, she just could not give them all of her love.