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by Kioteehee

by Kioteehee

It all started with one gun shot.
I was 6 at the time.
Witnessed a bunch of deaths.

I'm not sure where I'm from.
I can't quite remember.

I lived in a 2 story place. A bakery on the bottom, a house on the top.

My dad finally came from buying groceries.
I was happy. Until I heard someone yell, "get down!"

I was standing up, my face on the tall window.
Scared.
I looked back, seeing my mom also scared.
Hiding behind a counter, her signaling to hide along with her and my 2 brothers.

I was crying, I looked back at my dad and my mom, scared my dad was going to get shot.

I wanted to hide, but was to afraid something would've happen to my dad.

I saw my dad look at me, quietly saying, "calm down"

And just like that.

BAM

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