What do you think about my book so far?

I was sitting at home throwing as much clothes into a suitcase as possible. I could hear my parents arguing downstairs about how I was leaving. I blared them out by plugging my head phones into my ears and turning the volume up all the way. By the time I got done packing an hour had already went by. I took my head phones out and let them dangle down my shirt. The arguing between my parents had stopped. I headed downstairs for something to eat. I haven't eaten all day. When I reached the kitchen the floor was covered in blood and my mom was laying in the middle dead.