Today was meant to be the day I started living with Skylars family. We were walking in the Alleys. It was a warm day not to much sunlight not too little. The breeze was perfect. I was about to have a family. The day was set up wonderfully. As I turned the corner a man jumped out with a knife. He told us if we give him our money no one wouod get hurt. I put down my box and let him look through it. "Run!" I yelled and me and Skylar took off. We ran atleast 2 minutes with the robber on our tail. We ran into a dead end. I started hyperventilating, I couldn't breath. My vision blurred. I was scared. Not for my life but for Skylar's. Skylar ran over to see what was wrong. As she asked if I was ok. I told her to run. She said she wasn't going to leave me. I turn to see the knife enter her side. She falls down beside me. I scream with rage."You bastard! I loved her! Now you've killed her... GO TO HELL." I ran at him full speed and punch him in the nose. I feel the warmth of his blood on my hand, I hear the sickening crunch of his head hitting concrete. I hear a small cough. I turn to see Skyler a ghostly white. She was bleeding out.
