Jazion Brian Montague
that afternoon
My little sister was nagging me about going to these stupid fireworks. "Jazion please! You never wanna have fun, it's just fireworks." I finally gave in, "Fine, Mara! We'll go.", she squealed then hugged me. Seconds later running off to get ready.
later that night
We're in Coney Island, I could tell how excited my little sister was. I was trying not to be overly cautious but I have beef out here. I couldn't wait to get out of here, I didn't tell gang I was coming on this side. I waited, then the first fireworks shot in the air sounding like gunshots, my baby sister squeezed my hang and I remember why I was here. I smiled down at her, then leaned down to her ear so she could hear me, "I love you baby sis', ... With every heartbeat.", and I stood up straight and put my hand on my chest. I looked back up at the fireworks when the first bullet hit me in my spine and I felt the paralyzing pain shoot through my whole body. I blacked out not knowing I was taking my last few breaths. Last thing I saw was my sister standing over me with fireworks in the background.
I was pronounced "dead" 2 hours later...
July 4th, 2013.
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