It all started when I was 5 years old. My family and I were on our way one quiet night to Main Street for a art show.The art show was taking place in downtown New York where my mother was showing her first piece of art. I blankly remember what it looked like then but I remember being in the subway with only my parents no one else. Then all of the sudden I heard a loud bang from a distance and the sound of shattering glass. Then the door to the subway car opened with great force and there was a man in all black standing there. I was little so I had no clue who the man was or what his face looked like. He seemed to be in a hurry and moved quickly in front of us. I then turned to see where he was going and as soon as I turned I was frozen still at the sight I had just witnessed. I closed my eyes right away I couldn't bare to see my father lying there helplessly bleeding out. That scene replays in my mind everyday.
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Unexpected
ActionThis is a tragic story about a girl who lost her father. She later realizes that her family was being targeted. She then goes on an adventure with her best friend Lucas. Will the find the person that is targeting them?
