Personal Narrative: Hawthorns Vs. Adelaide Crows

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Everyone was excited to go to the first game of the football series, it was Hawthorns verses Adelaide Crows. Sarah and Jack, my parents were so excited to spent the night as a family. However, my brother Lucas was acting suspicious the whole night, he was acting like he was in a hurry to go somewhere. Where as me tried to understand why he was acting in such way. That night Adelaide won by 32 points, it was tight game and, was interesting to watch.
After 4 hours, we decided drive back home. We were all listening to dad's old songs, enjoying our trip home, suddenly Lucas said something, like when a baby says his first words. He wanted dad to drop him at his house because he felt depressed and sick, yet, dad wanted the whole family to sleep over. Dad listened to him to avoid argument and dropped jack over to his house. Dad said to me "Jane what is going on with your brother, as his older sister you
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We went inside the house, mum, dad and me saw three men in our house. They were bulky and tall, I heard two shots that attacked my mum and dad right on their head. One shot hit my foot, that left unconscious.
The next day, I woke up in the hospital, I saw Lucas in the waiting room crying and waiting to be called by a nurse to get an update on what is happening. After few hours, the nurses told me that my parents were dead and, my brother has gone to get the insurance money. I felt so alone at that time no one was there to help me with my grief, I felt that sadness is insanity, I was insane with grief.
Days become weeks, weeks become months, the police, the FBI, the detectives were going in and out of dad's house looking for evidence. I knew that the killers weren't thiefs because none of the things in dad's house were stolen, but things were out of place. Such as: draws were open but, nothing was moved or, taken out. These types of evidence was found all over the house, the scene looked more like

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