Dionne There was blood dripping down the stairs when I got home. “DAD! Mom! I’m home!” My voice echoed, but the whole house stayed quiet. “Anyone home?” I quickly took off my shoes and ran upstairs. I checked every room, but they were all empty. On my way back down, something made my heart drop: a red stain on the stairs. I leaned closer and saw it was blood. My heart skipped, then it felt like it stopped, rewound, and hit me hard, like I had just woken up from a nightmare. I flew down the stairs as fast as I could and almost fell flat. My hands were shaking badly, but I still managed to grab my phone. It felt like the only thing keeping me safe. I tried calling my mom, but her phone was unavailable. “God, what the hell is going on?” I muttered to myself. I dialed Dad’s number with shaking hands while fear ran through my whole body. I held my breath and whispered, “Pick up, Dad… please pick up.” “Hi, doll.” I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard his voice. “Dad,
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