Bradford Butcher

One life. Two lives. Three lives. Four.

My hands are stained from the blood and the gore.

The screams and cries of agonizing pain.

If I lose them now, I'll never be the same.

My sister, my cousin ... my whole damn world.

It was my worst nightmare come to life, and I don't know how the hell I'm supposed to survive.

I thought that night was the end of it. I thought we finally had our chance to pick up the pieces of our shattered souls and put the worst behind us. We were supposed to start fresh, bu...