Freddy wasn't sure how it happened. He was just walking home from school when he saw it. Someone getting murdered by a man dressed all in gang symbols. He quickly hid behind a tree. The gangster grinned at the innocent man.
"You should have paid me the money you owe me ya dirt bag." He said.
"No please! I'll get you the money! Just give me more time! Please!" The man begged.
"Time's up." The gangster replied. Then He pulled out a gun and shot him. Freddy's eyes widened with horror. And before he could stop himself he screamed.
The gangster turned around and stared at Freddy. He had brown hair and blue eyes and his face was controted with rage.
"Well well well. What do we have here? A witness?" He asked in a baby voice. Freddy quickly grabbed a nearby garbage can and chucked it at him as hard as he could. The gangster yelled as it hit him. Freddy had already taken off running.
"You little brat! You're dead!!" The gangster yelled trying to load his gun to shoot at Freddy.
"First I'm going to kill you, then I'm going after your family and killing them too!!"
He shot his gun but by then Freddy was too far away and he missed.
"Don't think I don't recognize you, Freddy!! You were once a Kidz bop kid weren't you?" The gangster yelled.
"Oh I'm going to enjoy killing you..."
Freddy finally managed to get home gasping out of breath.
"Freddy? Freddy what's wrong?" His mother asked him.
Freddy told her what he had seen and what the gangster had threatened to do to him and his family. Her eyes widened with horror with every word he spoke. And that's how Freddy Pomee entered the witness protection program.
