"My mother ran to the garage in order to save her own life. She couldn't do any much better than yelling her lungs out of fear. No one could ever hear her since our house was secluded inside of the forest away from other houses. We were living in a shack built out of two bedrooms and a living room with a kitchen. The landlord followed her to the garage and threatened to kill her if she never gave him what he wanted. She could care less; losing her life was worthless next to losing her honor out of defeat. She struggled for her state of being. By not being assured of the results, the man pulled the trigger on her and shot her right in the face. Blood has splashed all over the place as she couldn't escape the scene. I was watching with fear right from the edge of the door while holding my bunny  and bear puppets that were also splashed by the blood. I gasped out of unconsciousness and ran for my own life as the men could sense my presence. I escaped the ragged window right through my bedroom. The entire village and dogs were on patrol searching for me all night long. Dad came back from work late at night in order to find his wife murdered. He rushed into the garage's door in order to find the landlord still standing there as he shot him as well."