Chapter 1 : The begining of the end

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You're driving in your car. You're on your way to work. Once you're at work and sit at your full time job desk. It's a normal day, nothing unordinary you just aren't feeling it today so you go home. You drive off but while you're pulling into blvd street you turn up the radio and hear " And that ladies and gentlemen was Ariana Grande's single Problem. RIP, she was a great person. " You start to think about all the things you use to say about her... Saying she's a slut, she's a whore, she changed, how much you miss the fetus grande and remember why you started hating her in the first place. You can feel your eyes watering when slowly you close your eyes and *BEEP BEEP* it's like you were in another world and all your troubles went away, you pull over to let the driver behind you pass. While he passes all you see a finger, " some people just don't change, " you say " why is everything so depressing today.

You finally get home. You haven't even stepped out your car door when you hear your dog bark. It puts a big smile on your face, but not so big that you forget what happened minutes ago. You walk in and you're greeted by your lovely husband and your two girls with a " WELCOME HOME MOMMY! " Austin, your husband, kisses you and tells you he missed you. Jasmine, your 15 year old daughter, hugs you and goes up to her room to freshen up for dinner. Jessica, your 9 year old daughter, hugs you and pulls you to the kitchen where there's a lovely dinner already set. You all sit to eat when all of a sudden they call you from work. " We need you to come down ASAP! It's an emergency! "

You haven't had any sleep. After being called in for extra work you can finally go home and spend time with your family. You're thinking about making then a nice breakfast then falling asleep. You're thinking about where you're going to go during your family vacation. You're think about how great it would be to finally see your daughters happy when all of a sudden you hear sad music playing on the radio. You turn up the radio, " We've just gotten intel on a death of 5 males here in LA, further investigations will be talked about here on 100.7 " At this time all you're think about is getting home safely nothing can distract you except for your lack of sleep. " Poor mother, " you say " I hope they're okay."

You finally arrive home and your family has actually made you breakfast, you all sit down to eat and remember about the death of those 5 kids. "Honey will you turn on the radio please?" You ask " sure babe? " Austin responds questioning if he should or shouldn't. You stand up to put your plate away when you hear : " THIS JUST IN!!! FIVE MALES THAT USE TO GO BY THE NAME 'THE JANOSKIANS' HAVE BEEN SHOT IN KILLED. THEIR BODIES WERE FOUND NEAR HOLLYWOOD AT 5 AM BY TOURIST. PLEASE KEEP THEIR FAMILY IN YOUR PRAYERS " Suddenly you feel weak, you drop the plate and run upstairs to your room. You pick a box from under your bed... It's full of merch. You start crying. You sitting on the floor thinking ' how could this have happened '. You're 31, why are you crying like a baby? You shouldn't be acting like this, what's wrong with you? You being to think of how you met your husband. That one concert where you all sang " best friends " super loud and jumped so high that you fell right on him. The people who made you stop cutting. They people who made you believe you weren't just another fan, you were special. The people who kept you happy and alive all those years. They're gone. They're all gone. Your life will never be the same.

You hear footsteps outside the door. The door opens slowly and you see Jasmine. She sits with you, then lays on your lap. Now both of you are crying. She can feel your pain. You sit there crying your life away. That life that brought you so many happy thoughts. You don't know what to think. Your mind goes blank. You see a shadow... It's Jessica she comes in running and hugs you. You start crying even more because the ones you loved are gone. Forever.

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