Eleven today, why the sadness?
She lay within her puffy duvet. The glint of the moon slicing through the pleated blinds and casting beams upon her bedroom wall.
A year before, it was her tenth birthday party which was suppose to be fun. But horror struck the night before.
Her eyes cradled tears. The tears from her memories that emerged every night through the quietness.
What was the reason her father had to be taken from her?
The blooded blade still very much within her view.
A masked figure standing before her helpless person - looking down upon her.
His eyes through the black mask cast sorrow. He dropped the blooded blade clanging to the floor before fleeing.
The darkness protecting her fathers killer - her young eyes the witness, but her tongue silenced through fear.
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