Eight-year-old Zira-Lighting lit up the sky and howling thunder drowned out my screams. I was terrified and alone. Well, not entirely alone, as bloodied corpses were scattered all around me.I knew I was supposed to stay in the house with the doors and windows locked, but my twelve-year-old brother, Aiden, snuck out. He was supposed to stay in the house with me, but he was worried our parents were in trouble. I tried reminding him he was only twelve, but he was convinced that with our father not home, he was the man of the house.When he left, I debated for far too long if I should follow. Even if I was only eight, I was extremely smart and more mature than most kids my age. I was also obedient to my parents, and they made it perfectly clear I was not to leave the house or let anyone in except for them. However, I now wish I had followed my brother.If I had, I wouldn’t be alone, and I would feel safer as I stepped over the bodies of my pack members and other people I didn't know. I
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