Linda knew they have come looking for her bones when she heard gun shots from the living room followed by cries of pain, the rest of the family was there at the time. She knew they will soon come crushing her bedroom door. Scared of awaiting violence she looked for something pointed and forced it to her tender stomach. She could feel her life and dreams eroding away as she bled. With death only few breaths away, she heard laughter, voices she knew, a renewed happy chat in the living room, and breathed her last unsure if she heard right.