Chapter one: the ripper.

Horror story fan fic for My Soul to Take with my own characters.

My name is Sarah and I am five years old. My mother is named Janet and my father is named Keith. Mommy hasn't been leaving the house mainly because she is pregnant with my little brother Adam but there's another reason as well, I heard mommy and daddy talking last night about a horrible man that hurts people badly and daddy don't want her to get hurt.

I went to bed earlier than usual and heard mommy screaming and ran to the big bedroom and wished I hadn't daddy was hurting mommy. I ran as fast as I could into my room and hid under my bed I heard daddy walk into my room and prayed that he wouldn't find me but my hopes were thrown out the window when suddenly I was dragged from under my bed and was staring into my daddy's face he said "Sarah, daddy's not going to hurt you sweetie." I inched away from him and he raised a knife with a long blade and I heard three bangs and watched as my father fell bleeding to the floor. That night my entire life changed in less than ten minutes.