Survive
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I run with two little kids frantically. I see a military officer. I run to him. " Sir! Please help us! " I say to the bold guy. He takes out a walkie talkie. He says something I can't hear. Then the person in the other line says something back. " But they're all children. " He says back, loud enough for me to make out. Wait, what're they talking about? Oh n-
The military starts shooting at us. I tackle the children down the hill. A bullet hit my shoulder. We weren't affected obviously! Why shoot us?
I get off them and drag the behind some trees to look at our injuries. I look to the little boy. Small and tiny with blonde hair like his sister. So innocent. And he has a bullet. In the heart. His sister screams, a scream that pierces the night.
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