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   I creep over to the door as if its a carnivorous animal wanting for my approch to pounce at me.I slide my finger over my hair and rouse myself to get over to the door with my fear at my side; trying to clear my thoughts as they cling to me for dear life but i push them all aside to focus on what lies beyond my bedroom.Hearing those gun shots; what was the cause of that so early in the morning? i try and think who lost their life today and wonder who will mourn for that person. Luckly the news travles fast in our little town and ill find out in school.

 The heat has long gone from my body and so has the blood from my lip so I try and regain what i can from whats left of my courage and walk out to find my brother walking out of the bathroom.

"Hey ready to go funny face,"He says with his sly smirk.

"Yea, hey did you hear that sounds of bullets,'' I ask wryly.

"Umm yea it was uh,ah.... Sam, Sam is the one who got shot,"  he stains out.

  I let this sink in but it hurts too much, I can already feel the blood start to boil in my body and feel the tears trying to peirce through my eyes for all to see.

  "S-sam... it couldnt have been, are you sure?'' I ask but i already know the answear so, i just stand there with the ghastly space as i remember the years with Sam, my brother and I. Sam was there when i parents died like Mr.Ryscole, they both helped us get back on our feet and helped us both find jobs in town to finish paying off our parents debt on the house so we could keep it for ourselfs. Sam was a very bold young nice and caring person his eyes were blue and his hair was black as night;the way he talked to you would make you do the strangest things and if you were shy he would target you first and helped you brake your shell.Even though he was such a flirt he always seemed like an extension to our family of now 2 with different jenes and atituded of life. He is 19, but now will never get to see 20 or maybe his soon to be or atleast now never be his wife and un born child. I stare at Johnny and he speeks as if knowing my thougths and tries to ease them from my mind.

    ''Well lets go, dont want to be late now do we?" he exclaims

  I nod and we walk over and i pull out my hand to unlock the door; as my fingers cringe the cold frost around the knob i feel Johnnys warm hands on my shoulder and he begins to speak.

  "what ever you see out there dont show emotions thats a sign of weakness it will show the watchmen that we are afraid of what they can do and make us an easier target for them okay head high eyes low," Johnny repeats it twice so i can fully sink it in and we walk out the door.        

    I see the blood from where they shot Sam, they must of shot him on the side of my house to scare me and my brother or one of us to get a thrill out of it to finally make us crake that supposedly we stole the mayors precious gem.My brother and i know our weaknesses and of course we will not give up not ever.

  We walk out as if we heard nothing and out of the corner of my eye i can see a watchmen staring us through his gloomy helmet, but his eyes peirce my body and i can see the agony in his face i turn quickly not wanting to know anyone elses pain but my own to handle right now and we move on forwards to the way to school.

   "BAMB" I feel the sudden pain from my left cheek and i can feel my lips throb with pain and i spit out the blood thats accumilated into my mouth i start to blakout . All i can catch a glimps of before i become unconcious, is Darius and my brother trying to pry off something on my face and help me to my feet but then i hear their shrieks trying to keep me awake but its no us......................

                                                                                 i faint.

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