Dada, is that you? no answer. I walked forward and heard a scratching sound. I clutched my teddy, Dada, I scared. I walked into his study to see a scary man pointing a gun at Dada. I screamed, "Don't hurt my Dada" he flinched Dada took the metal thing from him and a spark came out of it and a metal thing hit the bad man in the head. Mommy screamed loudly. Dada called pleasemen. I ran towards him for comfort and wrapped myself around one his legs and cried as the floor became a pool of red liquid. I pressed my face against his thigh and screamed as it quickly reached Dada's feet.
Mama came running and pulled me away. She picked me up and ran as fast she could to the rocking chair. Addy arrived and he took my hand to take me away. I pulled my hand back and asked mommy if Dada is ok. Dada asked Addy to go take a nap. Dada asked mommy to help me take a nap. I didn't wanna go. More bad mans might come here and hurt my Dada. I started to cry and Dada took his hankie from his pocket and rubbed something on it. He pressed it against my face. I thought he was wiping my face but soon I couldn't breath. I tried to take the hankie out of my face but he wouldn't remove it. I screamed for help.