Last thing I remember was cry in his arms. Now I'm standing, looking down, holding a gun. I'm covered in blood and holding a gun with only one bullet left. Who's blood is this, and why am I holding a gun? I ask myself with a confused look on my face. I look up to see where I am. I stop in my tracks, it's almost like time itself had stopped.
What I saw was heartbreaking. Every single person that I love was/ looked dead. They each had a gunshot wound somewhere in their body. I drop the gun and burst out in tears.
"HELP! HELP ME PLEASE!" I scream. I run over to Logan, my little brother, and shake him.
"WAKE UP LOGAN! PLEASE I NEED YOU WITH ME!" I cry holding him in my arms. I look up and see William, my best guy friend a.k.a my big brother, and I cover my mouth in shock. Then I put my little brother down peacefully and run as fast as I could to him.
"William, please. Please, say something." I say with so much shock that it was a whisper. I hold his bloody body in my arms. Holding my big brother in my arms, I could have cried enough that I would have filled a dried up river. I hold his pale, lifeless face in my bloody hands.
"Please William. I love you, please talk to me." I say. 30 seconds go by of complete silence.
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Then it All Made Sense
HorrorPain. Hurt. Death. This girl wakes up to find her family and everyone she loved dead in front of her and her holding the gun. P.S. Be nice on this one i tried really hard. I'm not used to writing this type of thing.