My works- #1
Life-
/līf/ particular type or aspect of people's existence
People experience the good part of life. Others experience the bad part of life. Then there are people who just get both.
Some people experience the life of getting money, doin...
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October 1- New Orleans, Louisiana
"Mommy get up!" Saiyer yelled.
"Mommy!" Kaharie cries.
Tears ran down Daystar's face as anger coursed through him. Daystar heard Justin cock his gun again. Daystar pulled out the gun that he found while trying to get his teddy bear. He knew that Justin was hurting his mother and that he gave her the gunshot wounds. So when he found the gun, his intention was to give it his mother, but it seemed like he's using it. Daystar aimed the gun at Justin, while Justin had the gun aimed at him. Three shots went off.
Pop! Pop! Pop!
Daystar shot Justin three times in the head. After the three shots were fired, Daystar dropped the gun with quickness. He looked at Justin as blood oozed out of his head. The cries of his little brother and sisters, made him run towards them.
"Come on we gotta get help." Daystar said pulling Saiyer off his deceased mother.
"No!" He yelled.
"Kaharie lets go we gotta get help." He said.
Kaharie let go of her mother and walked over to Daystar.
"Sai we gotta get help." Daystar said.
"Come Sai." Kaharie said.
Saiyer slowly moved away from his mother and went towards his siblings. Tears slid down his eyes as he watch his mother. Daystar grabbed Saiyer and Kaharie's hand and ran to the nearest house.
At 12:56 in the morning Daystar ran with his siblings. They ran up to a house a block away and violently banged on the door. They banged until the door swung open revealing a middle age brown skin women.
