7 year old Cameron "Cammie" Morgan walked in the house she has lived in for her whole life.
When she walked in, something in the air felt wrong, as if she had stepped into the middle of a horror film.
"Daddy? What's going on? Where's Mommy?"
"Nothing sweetie. Go play outside for a while. I have to talk to Mommy."
"Okay Daddy."
Little Cammie was outside on the swing set when a gun shot was heard coming from inside her family house. As fast as a 7 year old's feet could take her, Cammie jumped and sprinted into the house.
A woman was on the floor, blood flowing around her. It was Rachel Morgan, Cammie's mom.
"MOMMY? Mommy! Wake up!"
A man came out from the kitchen. It was Matthew, her dad.
"Da-daddy? What happened to Mommy? What are you holding?"
Matthew raised a gun to Cammie's head.
"It's alright sweetie. Calm down. This isn't going to hurt at all."
"N-no. Please. Don't Daddy."
"I'm sorry Cammie."
Another gun shot was heard.
60 DAYS LATER
Room 316B
"Doctor. Doctor! She's waking up!"
A pair of sea blue eyes open to see an Asian nurse looking directly at them.
"Honey? Dear? Can you hear me?" The nurse asked.
"Yes." A voice croaked out.
"Excellent! Can you tell me your name?"
"I-I don't know."
"It's Cammie, dear."
"Will I be okay?"
"Don't worry Cammie, you'll be just fine."
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-KELLY