Let Go

Cassey is a happy 16 year old girl with a boyfriend, a sister, a baby brother, and two loving parents. Until one day, her life shatters. Her entire family is murdered, and she is sent to live with her aunt. She always gets in trouble at school. The man who murdered her family haunts her dreams. Until one day, she finds an old newspaper with the man, but younger. She try's to find as much as she can about this man and why he became so twisted up, and what she finds, might surprise her.


1. Dreams

I was walking along the beach. I was happy. I had a wonderful boyfriend, loving parents, a baby brother, and a caring sister. I was at my sisters graduation. I was sitting in the front row. My sister walked up to the podium. Her black hair was flowing down her back. She began her speech, but a man raised a gun, and before I knew what was happing, the bullets came. A sharp unbearable pain shot up my leg. I looked down and my leg was all bloody. My leg screamed in agony, but the most painful thing was the sight around me. My entire family was dead. The police came. I woke up screaming my head off. I sobbed into my pillow, and my cat rubbed up against my leg. My aunt came running in and saw me sobbing uncontrollably. She came in, and we cried together for a while. My cat curled up next to me. I named her Rebecca, for my sister. She had the same black hair and green eyes. I pet her for a while, while I hugged my aunt. After an hour, my aunt said "you need to get back to bed. You have school tomarrow." But I couldn't go to sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that man. That man who murdered my parents. He was found dead a month later. I was happy. For a day. Then I realized, he deserved more then death. He deserved to suffer. I was scared of these feelings. "I can't go to school anyway." I told my aunt. "I was suspended."

"Your suspension ended today." My aunt told me. I sighed. I got suspended for punching a girl in the face. "Just try to get some rest." My aunt told me and walked out. I reached under my pillow and pulled out a picture of my family together at my sister's graduation 15 minutes before they were murdered. I sobbed even harder. I looked at each of my family members. My mom had beautiful, flawless black hair and her skin was perfect. She was short, but that didn't change anything. Her eyes were a beautiful, bright green. If I closed my eyes, I could just hear her laugh. Her real laugh, the one my dad could always coax out of her. My dad. He had light brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. He was funny and always had a smile on his face. Rachel. My sister. She was laughing. She had the rest of her life to look forward to. She was going to go to collage, and become an architect. My baby brother Isaac. His big green eyes was full of innocence. Who could kill an innocent baby. No wonder he killed himself. And me. I was looking up at my sister, laughing. My auburn hair was flying in my face, and my green eyes were sparking. I was whole. I had my family. We were all laughing. If they had known they would be killed in 15 minutes. I got up and washed my face. My face was still blotchy from crying, but I didn't care. I threw on some clothes and put on my makeup. I made myself a quick breakfast and walked outside to join my only friend. Me. I walked to school and got there 15 minutes early. 15 minutes. Anything but 15 minutes. Alice walked up to me with her perfect blonde hair flowing. But not in the way my mom's was. Natural. Alice's was a concoction of perfume and hairspray. She had on way too much makeup, and looked like a living barby doll. Crap. This was the girl I punched.

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