*your pov/ Leah's pov*

"*Sigh* I can't fall asleep, I've been lying in bed for what 3 hours now? And what's worse is today is my twelfth birthday." I think to myself as I look at my clock only to see that is 2:30 AM. You see, I don't like celebrating my birthday or any other holiday because every time my mother comes over( I live with my grandparents) her and my grandmother start arguing. The sad part is that they have always been biting each other's heads off for like 20 years, also my mother believes that her mom is the reason her life is "horrible" HA! That's bull shit. Honestly I believe that my mother is trying to brainwash her three children into hating grandmother. Although she succeeded with two of them. My mother brainwashed me into believing that for two months but I saw what she was trying to do, but to tell you the truth I would love to tell my mother off and set her straight but I'm going to save that for when she pisses me off. Anyway- what the hell? It's 4:30 already? Wow I guess thinking to yourself really makes time go faster...hahaha.

"AAAAAA-"

"HE-"

*BAM*

*CRASH*

"What the hell?! What is going on?" I quietly say to myself before I walk to my bedroom door and open it. I walked down the hall into the kitchen; when I got there I found my grandparents lying in a pool of their blood. Shocked and horrified I fall to my knees and wonder who would do this. I thought of my mother and got up to go to my room but I decided to go through the living room. I then ended up stepping in something warm and sticky, I turn on the lamp that so happened to be right next to me. When I looked in the direction of the blood I see my siblings and mother in a giant pool of blood. "Their eyes" I thought "their eyes are so cold and lifeless." The only time I've seen dead people where in the shows csi, but seeing real life dead bodies, especially the ones of my family scared me, angered me, and most of all got me thinking of what was going to happen; I didn't have anyone else to go to, well, no one that I wanted to go to. So I did what I thought I should do. Run. So I grabbed my backpack, dumped everything out and put my cracked and broken Ipod, Phone charger, laptop charger, laptop, and clothing into it and made sure it wasn't too heavy. I put my phone into my pocket and turned to leave my bedroom, but that ended up not happening, what did happen was that I ran into a really muscular and tall scary guy with a gun. He grabbed me then threw me over his shoulder. The guy walked outside and threw me into his van where I was tied and gagged by his buddies.

"Knock her out." Said the guy who grabbed me. I felt something hit the back of my neck hard and blacked out.