The sounds of the gunshots pierced through his tiny ears as he cowered inside the closet. His mother had told him not to come out no matter what happened but his parents were outside. He wanted to go and see if they were safe but his body would not move at all. It was as if he had turned into a statue, still and unmoving.
He could hear the footsteps of someone roaming around the closet, looking for more people. His mind could imagine the men out there who were hunting down anyone they could find.
Everything was going so well. That night, his parents had cooked a wonderful dinner and all of them enjoyed a peaceful time together before going to bed. All of a sudden, his mother woke him up and told him to hide. Someone broke into their house and was going to kill them!
"Mom, I won't hide!" the boy protested but his mother hugged him.
