“MOOOOOOOOOOMMM!!!! MAAAAMAA” Anastasia screamed. She could not understand what was happening. Tears were stinging in her eyes, her heart dropped in her chest. She had never felt as sad as she did in this moment.
“MAMA! Please! Please wake up, please!!” Anastasia could not understand the pain she was feeling. She had not been hit or bitten. She didn’t dare let go of her mother though to double check.
All of a sudden, Anastasia felt a strong arm around her stomach. Papa. He pulled her up to his chest, but she felt her grip being pulled away from Mama. They were suddenly in the house.
“Papa, please, no! Please, we need to get mama!” Little Anastasia was hardly able to get the words out as she sobbed.
“Anya, look at me. Look at me! I will try and help Mama, but you need to be a good girl and stay right here. Do you understand?” Anastasia nodded her head. “You do not move a muscle. I love you baby, I really do.”
“I love you, too, Papa.”
Anastasia watched as Papa walked out of the door, although the entire front of the house was just a giant walkway now.
Little did Anastasia know that that would be the last time she ever saw her father.