It was a cold December night and my sister and I were outside playing, “Sam, Emily dinners ready!” yelled our mother, we ran inside and took off our coats and shoes shaking the snow from them and walked into the dining room. As we got there I noticed that dad wasn’t there, “Where's dad?” I asked, Mom tensed “He's working late tonight so it will be just us…” she said, I didn’t question it because our father sometimes worked late. As we ate our food I noticed that it tasted different. I didn't quite understand why but I ate it anyway. Maybe she was trying a new recipe but it didn’t taste good. Later that night my sister took a shower and I waited an hour to get mine so the hot water can heat up. In the meantime I thought about the food and came up with theories but I pushed them to the side. After our showers me and my sister went to the living room and watched our favorite movie “The Beast of the city”. It was getting late and I could tell my sister was getting tired so we went up to bed. It was later that night around midnight I woke up to my sister's screaming and ran to her room only to see our mother stabbing her. I was frozen in fear, I would have never thought she would do such thing to her own children, It was like she was possessed or something…I snapped out of my trance as i see her lung for me with the knife, I moved out of the way slightly she managed to cut my arm a little, I ran to my room locking it and moving my dresser in front of the door as she was banging on it…