A little girl woke up cheerfully as she climbed out of her bed. She sang Jiggle Bells softly to herself as she ran to her parents room. The floor would creak loudly as she ran.

“Mama! Papa!” she shouted as she pushed their door open. She jumped onto her parents bed but it was empty. She looked at the bed slightly confused as the cat walked into the room. The cat jumped onto the bed softly. The girl smiled as she picked up the cat.

“Happy Christmas Tigger” she whispered to the cat sweetly. Tigger poked the girl’s cheek with its nose. The girl giggled as she began petting her. The fur felt silky and soft as she ran her fingers through the cat’s fur. She pressed her face against the cat and rubbed it little bit. She dropped the cat onto the floor and smiled. She heard the cat meowed then heard it walk out of the room.

She sighed as she climbed out of her parents bed.

‘Where could they be?’ she thought. She left her the room and headed downstairs to the living room. She stopped suddenly as she smelled something strange. Something like ash.

‘A fire?!’ she thought with panic. She ran toward the smell and stopped in front of the fireplace. She relaxed as she stared at the burning fire. She watched as the fire dance into smoke. She turned her head and looked at the tree. The tree lights shined brightly and got brighter when she moved closer.

She grabbed a chocolate ornament off the tree. She played with it a little bit then unwrapped the red wrapper. She smiled as she bit into the chocolate. The chocolate melted into her mouth and felt warm as she swallowed the chocolate. The warm feeling lasted a while until she felt a sudden chill running up her spine.

She froze then turned around slowly. She felt someone watching her every move. She stopped facing the direction of the kitchen. She shrugged as she began moving towards the kitchen. She turned her head slightly and notice her dad’s office slightly open.

‘That’s weird. He doesn’t usually work during the holidays’ she thought. She opened his door slightly to see if anyone was in there. She saw a foot but didn’t know who it belong to. She opened it a little more noticing something odd. She stood there slightly confused.

‘Wouldn’t anyone say anything or open the door and grab me?’ she thought. She sighed as she pushed the door all the way open. A weird stench of fresh blood and ink mixed into the air. She looked at the floor and saw her parents covered with blood. She opened her mouth to scream but nothing came out. She felt to the floor breathless as she felt tears run down her cheek.

She stared at their faces then look at the stab wounds. She sat in a puddle of blood. She grabbed her father’s hand and started caressing his hand against her cheek.

“It’s all a dream” she kept saying to herself. “A nightmare and I’ll soon wake up from it.” She laid down next to her parents then sat up. She looked at her parents and saw a phone in her mother’s hand then heard huge banging noises from the entrance door.

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If there's any grammer problems etc. Let me know please. I'll f ix them. There's going to be more to the story if I don't get lazy or if I don't get busy. Thank you for reading.