Without You I'd Die

Without You I'd Die

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One day after school Mai came home only to find her mother laying face down on the ground. Mia quickly ran to her mums side and tried to wake her but nothing worked. She pulled out her phone and just as she tried to call an ambulance she hears foot steps behind her and a familiar voice say, "I wouldn't do that love", it was her Father. "What did you do to her!", she yelled at him. "What had to be done, what has to be done to you and I". My heart stopped I called for help and just as someone answered I felt a sharp pain go in my shoulder. My own dad stabbed me. I hear a knock at the door, and I scream for help, from the kitchen floor. And hear a gunshot followed by a thump my dad shot himself. I hear banging on the door and sirens coming closer, as I start to feel dizzy and pass out. Will they get to Mia in time.
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We were watching TV, my father and I, waiting for my mother to come down. We were going to go somewhere for my birthday but it was a surprise. I was so excited and so happy. I couldn't wait. We heard some noise. My mother was there but she didn't look so well. "Meredith, what's wrong? Are you Ok?" He asked. Then I saw a red patch on her chest and a huge knife across it. "Mum!" I yelled running towards her. "It's gonna be Ok, sunshine." He said. We were both crying. We had her in our arms. "I love you both." She said weakly. And she died. She actually died. My own mother died. We cried. Then we heard another noise. We looked up to see a tall strong guy. He was scary. "Get up!" He ordered. My father held me tight in his arms and obeyed. He pulled a gun at him and shot him. "Dad!" I yelled. "Dad." I cried. Why was this happening to me? "Get up!" The guy ordered me. I listened. He pointed a gun at me. I was so scared. And then I was saved. This is my story and my name is Michael White. __________ I'd like to thank @SnoopyANDWoodstick_ for the cover. Xxx

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