Patchwork V1

There are two versions of this story that I am posting. Feedback would be very much appreciated thank you for your input.

 ,   She was sleeping peacefully when her father walked in, he came home drunk, but wait this wasn't his home any more, she wasn't his wife, and she wasn't his little girl any more. He and his wife had divorced over eight months ago, she took the house, their child, his money, she left him with the clothes on his back and his car. As he walked to the door he produced an axe from behind his back, he walked to the door and rang the doorbell. Her step-father had been sitting on the couch with her mother, he got up and walked to the door, he expected the mail man, or at the very least the flyer boy, he opened the door with an inviting smile on his face, when he looked at the man standing on their front porch his smile quickly faded into a dark expressionless frown. "I think you are lost my friend, this isn't your house any more" as he went to close the door the man took the axe in his hand and hacked into the man's neck, his wife didn't hear the conversation and walked into the room "Whose there Terry?" When she looked she saw her new husband on the floor with a large chunk out of his neck, she screamed as loud as she could, her ex-husband took 10 paces towards her and grabbed her by her wrist as she turned to run. As he spoke she could smell the whiskey on his breath "You b***h! I was good to you I gave you everything you wanted, everything you are, everything you have become all of it I gave you and you left me!" He raised his axe to her and in one clean chop took her head clean off her shoulders. Their daughter was standing in the doorway to the loft, where she watched as her father murdered her mother as the little girl screamed he hit her with the blunt of his axe killing her on contact and as her blood ran down her skin she came back to life... Sara woke up from this dream many times before.....