When she arrived home, she slowly stepped out of her car, pushing the car door gently, afraid to make any sudden noise. Slowly she walked towards the two large doors belonging to her house, wincing everytime her heels clicked againsted the sidewalk. Julianne took a deep breath as she dugged in her purse for her keys and her 6 1/2 inch wand. She grabbed hold of her wand and slowly slipped it into the back of her wand, with the waist band holding it in place. She slowly slipped the key in and took a deep breath. Slowly she twisted the key and pushed the door open, the door made a creeking sound before opening all the way. She told herself that she would find her mom safely in the kitchen eating, reading, doing taxes or reading the news like she always does.
She stepped a foot into her home, which seemed so foreign at the moment, the lights were all closed leaving the dark shadows to over come the whole house and the scent of baked apple pie and cinnamine was all gone, it didn't smell like home, like family.
She walked towards the kitchen after she had thrown her purse onto the couch, noticing that the only lights opened was just that room. She smiled to herself and wthought 'When I step through that door she would be right where I think she would be.'
She stepped into the kitchen and called out "Mom I'm home!" her eyes ran across the the room of the kitchen expecting her mom to be sitting in seat of the kitchen table, but she wasn't there. For her mom was laying on the floor. Her body was pale. She was dead. Her blood was pooled around her. Words were painted on her arm and it looked like it was painted by her own blood. "You ran, and I caught you" Julianne dropped to her knees, and held her mom's cold body against her. Julianne's eyes turned from a baby blue nto a dark grey signalling that she was mad or sad. Tear drops of hers flowed freely from her eyes and landed on the face of her mom.
She heard footsteps and knew exactly who they belonged to. "You did this to her didnt you?" she walked towards the dark figure. "Why do you have to push her into a life that she doesn't want to be in?!" Hot tears streamed down Julianne's face. She rose her hand and collided it against her father's cheek. "How could you? Your own wife!" Her hands burned. She never hurt this much before, both inside and out.