The Door

Rain poured down upon the cementary, like tears on the face of the young girl standing by a grave. Her blonde hair was lose around her shoulders. The headstone read Reth Crimson loving husband and father. It had been ten years since Alexas father died, but the scene was exactly the same as the day he was first put in the cold ground.
She was five when it happened, she barely remembered it but she could never foreget the look on her fathers face as he fell to the ground. Her mother stared blankly down at the knife in her hand, almost as if she didnt know who she had stabed and didnt care. She turned and looked into her daughters eyes. Alexa remembered how cold her mothers eyes were. It was then Alexa had fainted, she felt weak looking in her mothers eyes, like she was being drained of energy.
Alexa looked down at her watch and sighed. "Bye Daddy." she said standing. She turned and began walking toward the gate were she left her bike. Without looking back her down the road to the house were her brother was waiting.