I stand barely in view watching the man scour the house, he's grabbing books and throwing things around. Clearly looking for something other than me I slowly back up trying to not make any noise as I enter my bedroom once again. I try to close the door but instead of risking being found I just have it cracked. I realized the man hasn't been to this side of the house where the bedroom's were, Panicking at this point I decide to look out the window not knowing that my house was one of the few that barely got touched, As other houses around me had they're fences completely smashed and the windows were shattered.
The front door was slammed shut or what was left of the front door. I had nobody to go to for help mother was taken I was alone I sit there and burst into tears for what seems like an hour or so later I let on the carpet alseep until morning.
