Living With The Shaytards

Chapter 18: Bike Accident

"JEWEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Someone screamed

I quickly open my eyes and sat up on my bed.

"HELP!!!!!"

I went out of my bedroom and ran downstairs.

I heard a voice from the kitchen. "Jewel!"

I ran in and I saw...

5 men dressed on black with a ski mask on, standing behind each of the family members.

Dad carrying Brock, Mom holding the baby, Gavin, Avia, and Emmi.

Each men was pointing their knives at their necks.

My eyes widened with fear.

"STOP!" I yelled.

My family looked straight at me.

I heard a match getting lit.

I looked to my right and I saw a man in black also with a grey ski mask.

"Stop him." I heard my Dad's voice in my head but his lips weren't moving.

"They covered the place with gasoline." My mom's voice said.

"Let's light this baby up." The grey ski mask man said.

"STOP HIM!" Gavin yelled in my head.

I ran towards him trying to tackle him.

My hands went through him. I'm a ghost?

Why can my family only see me?

"Oh no." Avia said.

The man threw matches on the counter.

Fire, fire, fire, fire everywhere.

"Burn, baby.. BURN!" He yelled.

The fire grew bigger.

Daxton cried loudly.

"SHUT UP!!!!" The man yelled.

We were surrounded by fire. I felt the heat and smelled the smoke.

"Slit their throats." He demanded.

"3.."

Oh no oh no oh no!!

"2.."

I dropped to my knees. "Stop please! Stop!" I cried so much.

"1..."

"No!"

I watched them have their throats slit, fall to the floor, and die.

I screamed as loud as I could.

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I woke up screaming.

My dad and mom came barging in my room.

They found me crying my eyeballs out.

They sighed in relief thinking I saw a robber or something.

I sat up covering my face with my hands.

Mom walked over and rubbed my back.

"It's alright, sweetie."

I tried to stop crying but I imagined the scene over and over again in my head.