The Parents Murder

On 13 October my friend Ryan and I went down to the basement to get supplies for my dad.                                                                                                                    I heard my dad whisper, “The kids are down there, Mary! They might not find them, but where will we hide them all after?”                                                            It was dusty in the basement, also damp. I grabbed the flashlight from my pocket and shone the floor since the light wasn’t working and the floor was drenched in… blood?                                                                                                         “What are they!?”  Ryan asked shakily. Laying on the floor we found bodies there and they  looked pretty much … dead! Now I know what my parents are… MURDERERS!!