...stay quite...

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I was asleep in the hiding spot I found. As I started waking up, I heard screaming and shooting. It was in my area of course. I went to go check it out. There were 3 people harming everyone in the downtown park! I had no idea what to do. I blinked for a split second and one was right. In front. Of me. Shaking I fell back and scooted away from them, calling for help. But nobody came. He shot his gun at me but thank god it missed me. I ran off as fast as I could for my life as he kept trying to shoot me. But missed. I ran in the bathroom, hiding. I held my mouth shut and held my breath. I looked at the bottom of the door. You know. Like the crack under the door. Anyway, he ran right past me. I let go of my breath and walked out. He was still near by. I went to the other bathroom in the park but the door was locked from the inside. Someone must be hiding in there. I his behind the bathroom instead. Holding my breath.
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It had been and hour and I was knocked out. I stretched and stood up looking around. That man and his buddies were still looking for me. But why..? By now it was sun rise. I maintained my calmness and stayed quite. But then..
(Click)
He was loading his gun. I stayed quite... he shot at me and of course. It finally hit me. But I shouldn't say finally..that makes it sound like a good thing. I weeped and cried and called for help. He grabbed me roughly by my arm and slammed me against the hard concrete. Whimpering, he put my hands behind my back. If your wondering. He did shoot me but he shot me in the leg. The bullet was stuck between my kneecap so I couldn't move it or it'd hurt like hell. I begged him to stop but he and his friends only threatened me. He grabbed me roughly and throwed me in the backseat. If I made a single sound it was the end for me. So I stayed as quite as I could. What will they do to me..? Why me..? Damnit..I shouldn't have gone to invest the problem..or at least. I should've stayed quite in that bathroom...

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