Lost and found family

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The bad guys POV

"Get behind me!" I yelled.

I bent down behind the pile of dirt we hid behind. I pulled out my gun of its holster positioning it on top. I blindly shot the gun and the sound pounded on my ears.

I stood up. Revealing the bloody scene in front of me. Bodies littered the little field that was once was a meadow.

"Dad?" Came a frail call from behind me. It was my daughter.

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