S3 Episode 10- guns and blood:

It was early in the morning, 4.57am to be precise. I slowly sat up in my bed and looked around to familiarise my eyes with my surroundings as I wasn't use to waking up this early. The morning sun rise blinded me while I opened the blinds, staring out onto the soft white snow that laid down on the floor, I searched for any signs of footprints but couldn't find any.

Sighing, I got out of my bed and reached out for my jeans which were on the floor. As I slipped them on, I couldn't stop thinking about what I was about to do. I couldn't stand blood and I couldn't prepare myself for the sight that I was about to see.

Placing my phone back on my bed, I opened my door ajar looking both left and right. I started to tip-toe as I made my way towards my parents' bedroom. 'where's the gun?', I thought. Jackpot.

Turning to the left of the door, I saw my father's hunting gun. Dried blood splattered around the handle. Touching the gun by the edge, I slowly brought it closer to me, trying not to make a sound, I pulled it through the door carefully. I walked down towards the front door. Taking a deep breath in, I went into the forest, the cold winter breeze pushing my shirt back against my chest and making contact with my skin made me shiver.

'I know I'm going to regret this', I thought pushing my head back, I didn't even want to do this, I was only doing this for my father. Though I'm not surprised, he's always the reason why something bad is done. I sighed, my breath trembling as I cleared my thoughts away..

"Let's get this over and done with."