.::A little girl and her mother are walking through a long alley together, trying to cut through to the other side. The little girl stops to pick up her locket which slowly slid off her neck. While her head was down, she didn't realise that her mother wasn't the only person with her. Once her bangs settled off to the sides of her face, she was able to make out a poorly dressed man, with a gun in his hand.
"Give me all you have and no one gets hurt."
The little girls mother pushed her daughter off to the side of the alley. Her mother and the man engaged in conversation, while the little girl slowly tried to get behind the man so she'd have a lesser chance of getting shot. The mans gun still pressed between his palms. In less than a second, the man shot the mother.
"NOO!!" The little girl finally spoke.
In an instant, she ran as fast as she could up to the man, grabbed a knife that was sticking out of his pocket, and peirced it straight theough his back. He dropped. The girl ran over to her mother being able to hear people screaming, "Call an ambulence!" In the background::.
I woke up with a racing heartbeat. I reached up to my head trying to stop my splitting headache to hurt anymore than it already does. When i close my eyes, my head feels somewhat better, but I couldn't ignore the strains that continued to stab at my brain.
I fell asleep feeling pain.
But it wasn't just from my headache.
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Rocking Chairs
RomanceDylan spent her life as someone who people called a misfit, a loner. The only person she has is her friend Zach, and who she lives with, her grandmother, since her parents died when she was only 7. Dylan soon realises that she cant live her life wit...
