In his Arms
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"Stop it!" - i shouted as I cried seeing my Father in pain.
"Please...I---I'm coming with you! Just please don't hurt my daddy!" - I begged letting my tears roll into my cheecks. I saw him smirk and nod. This stupid old man! You're going to pay for this!
"Good"- two mens were about to approach me when I heard a gun shot that made me scream. I shut my eyes close and then suddenly fly it open and look at my father's direction. He was lying on the floor, he's dead.
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