They're going to die. I peaked over the half wall to see the man that had broke into my house. He was wearing all black and he had on a black hood. He's going to kill them. All I could think about were my children. I was in the kitchen. He was in the living room trashing it. My kids were down the hall from the living room. I started to cry silently as I hear their door open. " Mommy? " My little boy call. I heard their foot steps walk up the hallway. The man stopped what he was doing. " Who are you? " My little girl said quietly. I heard two gun shots and cried out, " No! " As I stood up to face my children's murderer. I saw the gun point at me and not a second later I heard another gun shot.
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The Little Girl
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