Chapter-1

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We were all in Frankie's Lamaze sitting down talking, when my brother Guero  came riding down the street on his rusty old bike. " Martin mom wants you home come on its time for dinner."

" Guero I'll be there in a little bit go home!"

" b..but martin"

" go home!"

We were still siting in the lamaze when we heard screeching tires down the street, and guero riding as fast as he can yelling " martin, Jesus, Frankie, Jamie look out!" He came over to us he ran into my arms, and gun shots sprang. He lasted almost three minutes, and then it stopped guero was sleeping and i said to him " guero its okay now there gone  come on buddy wake up" frankie comes to me and says " i don't think his breathing homes"

I felt blood driping, and we all stood there wondering  who would do such a thing to a 5 year old.

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