Bang! Bang!
Silence was abruptly broken by the chaotic blasts of gun shots, windows shattering, a stray bullet slowly trekking past the red curtains, penetrating, a pool of blood staining the white carpet floor.
A baby, crying in the arms of her now deceased mother, whom her arms too weak to hold the infant, with the father who had sped across and stared in shock of the scene that lay before him, his heart too shattered to give him the privilege to cry.
A toddler waddles into the room and begins to bawl at the bloody sight. The murderer fled the scene and left no evidence at the devastating event that tore apart their family forever.
17 years later...
So, I'll start with my name: Elizabeth Bravo. I'm a 17 year old with the dream to be a veterinarian. I've had this dream since I was a young child and still have that dream etched in my heart. My mother died when I was an infant and my dad told me when I was 6 that she got killed in a car accident, but I think it was something else.
I had a older brother named Jake but he died when I was 11 due to suicide because he couldn't handle being "pushed around anymore" (his written words).
Ever since he passed away my dad changed and was drawn into a careless pit of alcohol and drugs. Ever since he passed away, I transitioned from a person to a worthless object. After many years, I couldn’t handle the abuse anymore. I finally left when I was 16, got a job at a small town restaurant named Angels Café, and currently live in an affordable small apartment in Miami Beach, Florida.
At first, my life was horrible, but ever since I've moved to Florida, my life has been AMAZING. In Florida, I met my first true love, and his name is Austin Mahone.
I'm kinda tall with green eyes and light brown hair with natural ombré. I can play sports, I'm good at volleyball and soccer, but I'm HORRIBLE at basketball.. Haha... This is me, my life, and my story.
