Hidden Secrets

"This morning a man was found deceased in his house. He had no wallet or license no papers showing who he was. Authorities will investigate more on this story. Now for the news..."

I slipped on my blue shirt and attached my bag to the pocket before putting on my gun and taser sling. I looked at the picture of me and my 3 young triplets and almost cried. They were 4 in the picture. I left the house to get the rest of the groceries came back and they were missing. It has been 3 years since I saw my little 6 year old babies.

I finished getting my uniform together before grabbing my keys and walking out the door. I was one of the few people to investigate the John Doe's house. I drove out to Fisher Avenue and pulled up to his house. I got out of the car and went inside.

I was the first person there, I heard scuffling around the house and an omphf from downstairs. I looked around and found a small doggy door. Big enough for a small child to fit through. I walked through the house and checked the cabinets. There were cans of vegetables and three bowls sitting out they looked like dog bowls. I thought that maybe he had dogs that he fed weird food. I went on looking around the house. I found a box in the bedroom closet. There were several pictures of little girls crying with a gag in their mouth and cuts all over their faces. On of the pictures had a girl with her eye hanging out of the socket and a fork stabbed into the eye.

I almost threw up at the sight of it. "Daddy food, daddy food." I heard come from down stairs. I walked over to the doggy door and was about to try and crawl through it when I heard another police car pull up. I jumped back at the sound of the door slamming shut. It was Bruce my sheriff and boyfriend. He walked inside and I told him all that I had found he looked over at the door and said. "There must be another entry somewhere. Lets look outside for outdoor cellar doors.

I followed Bruce outside and we found the doors behind the house but they were bolt locked shut. I went to the car to get my bolt cutters. I always carried a pair around for this type of emergency. We opened the door and I screamed at the top of my lungs. My little girls were there they were covered in dirt and swollen black and blue and I realized that the picture of the girl stabbed in the eye was my little Lilly. My little Darcy was covered in scabs from whip marks. My little Rebecca her fingers looked completely crushed as if all the bone and skin had been made into pancakes. "MAMA!!!!" My little girls screamed. They jumped up to run over to me I ran down the steps to run to them.

That was when I ran into a clear glass wall and I saw smoke start to fill the little room they were in. I screamed and banged. "Stop! That's nerve gas. If you let it out your body will become paralyzed.

I would rather be paralyzed than loose my babies again. I heard Bruce start to laugh I turned to see him with a butcher knife. "That man was my cousin. I gave him the children so you would learn to love me. Now that you found out they are alive they are getting more attention than me!!! He stabbed me in the side and I fell to the ground. As I bled out I heard him drive away. I took the knife and shattered the glass pane. I gathered up my children and cuddled them humming until we all passed away.