I was sitting all alone crying wondering why this had to happen to me... What happened exactly? Well that's a good question. It was late one afternoon, I thought I heard my mom calling me from inside. "Mom, Mom?" I shouted walking into the kitchen. "It's me Crystal! Did you call for me?" I gasped at the sight when I walked in. Mom was laying there.. Dead. "Oh gosh no!! MOM!!!" I hurried over to the phone and dialed 911. I called for my brother Daniel who was 17. He stared in shock and disbelief. It was a horrible sight.. She was laying there with blood splattered all over chest. Someone had shot her.. With the intention of killing her, that much she knew. "Daniel, I'm 15 now, they told us this would happen when I was 15!! How could we be so stupid? We knew not to leave her by herself! Daniel.. They told us we'd be lucky if we survived!! Oh gosh MOM she's actually gone Daniel!!" I sobbed and sobbed into my brothers shoulder. The ambulance finally arrived about 2 minutes later. They confirmed that the gunshot was fatal. My brother and I knew this was going to happen eventually, just not so soon and not like this!! The only thing I could think was please just let Daniel and I survive this... I couldn't handle losing him too...
