Blood Red (Adopted by Cannibals)

I giggled loudly as Jane and I made our way through the park. I waved goodbye to my one and only friend as we neared my home. I quickly darted up the driveway glancing back one more before walking inside, ready to be yelled at considering how late I am for dinner. I have an excuse already waiting for me to use, one that we had come up the moment we realised how late we were. Excuse: her dog ran off.

"I'm home!" I yelled ready to be bombarded by two worried faces and many questions, however, this didn't happen. I quickly took my coat off and walked through the hallway and over to the dining room where I'm sure they will be waiting for me. As I made my way through the kitchen I noticed one of my aunts' good chairs on the floor. I wonder if they had a fight maybe. Since I started living with them, I've never heard them fight but maybe today was different? I called out again but again I received no reply, the house remained silent. I walked through the kitchen and over to the dining room where I was hoping to find them with dinner ready. Nevertheless, when I did get there it was nothing like how I imagined it. A loud scream escaped my throat at the sight before me. On the grey, carpet lay my aunt and uncle. Dark liquid surrounding them as their wide empty eyes stared up at me. Their throats slit, and knife wounds were visibly around my uncles' stomach. I screamed and screamed hoping it all the be a dream.