I see it all around me, everywhere I go. People being kidnapped, beatten and murdered. Nobody has the balls to do something, No-one wants to risk their life. My family and I can't afford to move. We have been stuck in this small beat-up house for what seems like forever. If I'm going to stay here Im going to have to learn to fight, As a girl it's easier for shit to happen. Except for the fact that no-one in this town will train a girl to fight. Somehow I have to protect my family and I.
I woke up this morning to the sound of 7 of the loudest gunshots, I guess this is just another typical Monday morning. I went downstairs to see my mother crying. This was odd, my mom does not cry. I decided to ask what was wrong. "Nikita, Lenny was shot this morning" She answered, I started crying only seconds after. Lenny was one of my youngest brothers, he was only 6 and meant the world to almost everyone. That's it, I need to protect my family. If nobody is going to train me to fight I'm going to just get a gun. The only thing is I don't have the money, I guess i'll just have to steal it.
