Mom is looking for me

 x Not so long ago in one of the Moscow region private houses there was an emergency. The structure burned down the ground, leaving after himself only a bunch of ashes and the smell of Gary. Everything happened so quickly that the fire brigade had left only to slightly alleged the wooden fence on which the flame spread. For several days they tried to establish the cause of the fire, and after the official statement was made that the house was burned as a result of the non-accurate handling of the gas stove. Among difficult distinct remnants resembling a homogeneous black mass was discovered notepad in a thick leather cover. Upon incredible accidents, the fire did not hide yellow sheets of paper, but only charred discover edges. The contents of the notepad after a couple of days was published on one of the little-known news sites. The one who placed the record introduced himself as one of the members of the fire brigade, but did not name his name. Chev is just a few hours, the recording was removed. A, after some time, the site itself stopped working and does not work with the day. March 30, 2014 All night I listen to the mother cough from the bedroom of the parents. Dad went into the kitchen several times, water. But mom does not get better. Now everything is silent and I finally can sleep. Tomorrow is a hard school day, you need to get enough sleep. March 31, 2014 a doctor came today. Long stayed in the mother's room, and after something loudly swore with dad. Dad ordered me to sit at myself and not go out. When everything was aged, Dad went to my room and said that the doctor was left. He hugged me and we sat all the evening together, watched cartoons. He said that Mom would soon recover. April 1, 2014 Dad woke a few minutes before the alarm clock. He behaved strange. He said that I can not go to school today. Dad said that Mom got sick and that it is better not to disturb. We have breakfast, and after he allowed to play my computer. Himself went to the bedroom to mom. Some kind came, but I tried not to pay attention to it. In the evening we went to walk with dad. He was very silent. Constantly shuddered with loud sounds. When I tried to ask how my mom was doing, he immediately translated the topic. When I asked the last time - she scraped me. April 2, 2014 in the morning I woke up because my dad stands opposite my bed and looks at me intently. I was very frightened. He began to ask if I did not go to the mother's room. Long asked the same question. Making sure that I was not there - I fed up with breakfast and sent to school. I noticed a white spot on his temple. As if he sends. Dad behaves very strange. I'm scared. Returning from school and having lunch, I went to learn lessons. Dad left a note that he went to the store. Passing by the doors of their bedroom, in the slit below I saw a moving shadow. This mom goes around the room. Probably she is already becoming better, but I have not yet visited her. Dad said that it is not necessary to disturb her. Later he returned. In the evening we dined, and after again we watched cartoons together. He is not so thoughtful. Only hands are shaking. 3 April 2014 I woke me some scream. I did not even understand who shouted, as he broke out, it was worth a sitting position. Outside the window is still dark, I do not know how long it is. I got out of bed, I wanted to look out, but did not have time to walk to the door, as dad entered. Pale and with a crazy look. He kept one hand behind his back, as if something was hidden. I'm starting to fear him. Tried me to go to bed on and left. I never fell asleep. When Rawed and the alarm clock, finally, rang, got up and went washed. Dad houses were not. Passing by their bedrooms, again saw the shadow below. Why doesn't mom lies, since she is sick? From the room comes some kind of metal clamge and clicks. Wanted to look. Already took the door handle and gathered to open how cotton came from the hallway. This dad returned from the store. He has something with his hand, she is bandaged. Dad said he fell. He has a very tired look, as if he did not sleep at night. I won't know him. Breeding against a breakfast, went to school. Returning home, I saw my dad walled something to the house. Something wrapped in a black package. Seeing me, he hurried inside. There is a strange house. The smell as if iron. Dad is having a house and whispers something under his nose. I do not respond at me. Even when I cried, just passed by. Today we are without dinner. I learned lessons, went to bed. When will mom get better? April 4, 2014 dad woke. Outside the window is dark. I first see how he cries. He ordered to go wash and take a shower. Upon returning on my bed I was waiting for a dress I put on holidays. My dad answered my questions that I finally can see mommy. Mom was hungry and I can feed her. I was delighted. He took her notebook to show his records to mom. When I got dressed, Dad approached, took me by the hand and led in their room. On the way, I remembered that in the refrigerator lies ice cream and decided that it was necessary to treat mommy. I wanted to go to the kitchen, but Dad did not tear my hands. Now already, tightly holding, he dragged me. I became very scary. I cried, but he was still. Going to the door, he sank to one knee in front of me. He said: "Sunny. Be gently with mommy, she is still sick. But now you feed it and she will definitely be better. " He opened the door, with force pushed me into the room and closed the door behind my back. I fell and, rising, immediately turned face to the door, shouting with the dad that he forgot to give me food. But in response only the father of the cry, resembling some kind of howl. It smells so unpleasant here. "Mom?" I asked. Somewhere in the other end of the room, behind the bed, the sounds of motion, accompanied by a metal clagging, which I heard before was heard. "Mom?" - I repeated. Silence. By holding the nose with one hand, I took a step along the wall and, spinning the switch, clicked them. The light was lit for only a second. That was enough so that I finally saw my mother. She stood a few meters from me and pulled me with blood wrapped with blood. Her neck was fastened to a dog collar, who dug into her neck with sharp spikes. From the collar to the wall pulled a thick metal chain, which did not give her to reach me. Now it is clear that I heard the sound from this room. Her eyes ... It was not my mom's eyes. Red blood poured, mad, filled with hatred and malice. The mouth was also a puffy blood. When she opened his lips, I saw the long, sharp, thin, missing teeth. They have made loud clicks, looking straight at me. I finally understood. Mamochka food - stands right in front of her. Elegant, in the dress. From fear, I backed up and lowered my eyes. On the floor, the ablosted remains of some kind of dog and the doctor, which came to us a few days ago. Near the ticks and the elbow sharp teeth. I think the daddy thus tried to cure mom. I think he did not succeed. Mom is very hungry. As I said, just a couple of seconds, as Mom waved his hand and hurt the chandelier. Together with the ringing glass, the room was plunged into the dark. In the dark, from which it often sounded with a clicked teeth. I fell on my knees and tried to satisfied from here. Shardings dug and cut my knees, but I did not feel pain. The door was locked. Dad locked me here. I crawled to the side until I bounted in the closet. Their room was a huge wooden wardrobe. Having opened it, I crawled inside and closed the door behind him. After some time, clicks stopped. April 4, 2014 (a few clock later) I sit in the closet. I listen to heavy mom's breath. Ringing chains. I know she is trying to free themselves. On the street is already light. Through the slot opens a small overview on the door to the room. She opened with a quiet creak, and dad entered the room. With his appearance, clicks again rang. Mommy is very hungry. Dad is trying to talk to her. He asks why she does not get better, why is it still hungry? He murmured her daughter. He quit me! Mom does not answer anything, only clicks his teeth and makes hoarse sounds, resembling the growl of the dog. I feel the smell of gas. Dad asks her forgiveness and says that this is the only way out. I realized what he wants to do. At that moment there were some kind of noise. Dad fell on his back, and mommy attacked him. So she still managed to free himself. She begins to think his face and body. With ease of breaking the flesh and separates bones from each other. I restrain my best to scream. I know what will happen to me if I scream. Suddenly, mom shuddered and froze. She raised her head and looked around. I think something terrible happened. Mom remembered that somewhere in the house I should be. Without climbing his feet, on hand and legs, she swung out the room. And I sit in this wardrobe and write. It's good that my notebook is with me. I hear mom runs around the house and clicks his teeth. She is looking for, not knowing where I am, but knowing that I am somewhere nearby. Maybe she depletely me? The smell of gas became completely sharp. Next to the dishonored father's body lies his lighter, which he never had time to light. I think I will succeed. This entry ends on this. Under the wreckage found two bodies. Bodies belong to a man and a girl. The body of the woman was not found.