"Mommy! I'm home!" Girl called out as she pushed the door open. The knot of fear inside her doubled as she looked in her little home. Her mother was not in her usual spot waiting for Girl to come home as she always did; the table was turned out its side, the chair halfway across the room, the sewing torn on the floor and the vase of bellflowers smashed and trampled.

Girl walked slowly past the broken vase, seeing all the flowers she had carefully picked had been stepped on and ruined. She bent down slowly to pick up her mother's sewing but stopped, her hand halfway there. It was a long, pink dress –Girl's favorite color- with lace along the edges; perfectly Girl's size. It was the king of dress the villagers would wear at the festivals every summer and winter. Girl's parents had said they would make her one of her own soon. It was torn and red paw prints covered it now.

Girl backed away and continued to the back of the room, giving it a wide berth. Reaching the doorways at the back, she looked to see her bedroom door and her parent's were both open. They never left the rooms open though. Peeking into her parent's room, she could only make out a strange shape on the ground. It looked like someone sleeping on the floor. Girl was not allowed in her parents' room though and she wasn't going in even if her parents were still out.

Pushing her bedroom door open further, she walked in and stopped. In the corner of the room, her table was upturned and the vase of bellflowers shattered, water spilled around the limp flowers. Her toy box had been tossed aside and the dolls lay scattered across the room, most shredded. Her eyes followed a trickle of red along the floor in front of her –accompanied by more red paw prints- leading towards her bed.

Golden hair streaked with silver spread out around her like a halo and her once bright blue eyes were clouded and stared beyond Girl. Crimson pooled around her over the sheets and dripped on the floor where it ran to Girl's feet. Seeing this, she now knew what she had seen in her parents' room also.

Girl walked to the middle of the room and bend down. Gili was on the floor, a bellflower lying on top of her. All the dolls but this one were shredded into pieces, but Gili was fine. Girl picked up her favorite doll and the flower then knelt down in the pool of blood, cradling them on her lap.

"Guess what Gili?" She spoke in a soft voice, her eyes staring wide and distant. "I'm exactly 6 years old today. Mommy said she would have a big surprise for me when I got home…" Girl stopped for a moment, tears finally welling up in her eyes. "But I don't like Mommy's surprise…"