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Karter headed down the large gravel path to the giant brick house. He stuck his key in the lock and let himself in. Karter hadn't seen his parents in a while, when his sister was murdered the family started to drift apart even though he was only 6 at the time he understood what it meant. Karter walks up the stairs and stops at a picture of him and his older sister, Kassidy, taken the day before she died.

Karter remembered the day she died very well. He was waiting outside the school for his sister, finishing the little homework he had, when he heard a bloodcurdling scream. Karter turned around to a man in all black, a blood covered hockey mask over his face, and a bloody knife in his hands. The man ruffles Karter's hair before he runs away. Karter watches the man until he remembers the scream. He gets up and walks into the school, blood coating his toe-blonde hair, and bumped into a teacher her face ashen.

"Karter," she chokes out, "son, come with me."

Karter follows her but not before he can see the blood coating the floor and lockers.

"Mrs. Makita, what happened?"

"Oh, Karter," she chokes out between her sobs, "I think Mr. Bolden should tell you."

"Ok," Karter says but not before he can turn his head around and sees his sisters half-peeled off, bloody face.

"Karter, you're home." Mrs. Cowan says.

"Hello mother." Karter says rushing up the stairs to kiss his mother on her cheek.

"What are you doing home son?" his father asks, walking out of his parents' bedroom.

"Remember dad I got a job at the BAU, where Uncle Dave works." Karter explains, remembering his dad had not been the same since his sister's death 14 years ago.

"Oh. Yes. That's correct." Says the senior Dr. Cowan.

Karter looks into his father's sea green eyes, the same color as his, and takes in what his father had seen since Karter had left 2 years ago. Karter immediately snaps himself out of it and excuses himself to his room.

Walking into his room Karter takes a deep beep breath and falls onto his Star trek bed sheets.

"What am I going to do?" Karter asks himself before he falls into a dreamless sleep.

AN: I'll try write more today and maybe finish this story before Thanksgiving break is over. Please vote on my poll so I can have some ideas on who my readers want Karter to go into the mind of next.