you know when you think this is just a nightmare, a stupid dream,not real life and instantly wake up. well I wish that happened to me.
My name is Emily silvet. I am 19 but when I was 14 I suffered my brother dying. I know what you thinking ,why is she writing a story about this? I need to find out who did it. Did what? I hear you ask. my brother was shot. Not literally. It's hard to explain.
*flashback*
"I love you so much mum" my brother screamed it was his birthday and he had just opened an envelope containing tickets to a shooting session where you have a gun and you have to shoot a target. It's normally fun but for us it was anything but.
When my brother took his first shot we realized somebody had sabotaged his board. The bullet bounced right back at him and shot him in the head. We never found out who it was and we cant buy an investigator we haven't got enough money. But we are never giving up
* End of flashback*
Now it scars me for life.
