Found An Angel
I waited for the blow, my eyes shutting, ready to go away from the earth at the age of 10.
BANG!
I was dying but no, the bullet didn’t hit me, rather a loud shriek of Jay was heard in the misty air. I opened my eyes and my hands started shivering. My only family, my foster brother, was lying numb on the floor, right in front of me, his eyes were popping out, he was dead, a third eye on his forehead, his head blown away by his own dad. “Jay” I yelled, kneeling beside him crying loud enough to wake the dead from the grave but what about my brother, he was gone, saving me from his father.
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