Screams.

Bullets.

Dark.

That's all I saw.

All I felt.

He came towards me and raised to gun to us.

My mother and I.

He pointed it at me.

I closed my eyes tight.

I heard the gunshot.

But I felt nothing.

I opened them to see my mother dead in front of me.

She had taken the bullet.

I sob escaped my parted lips.

He smirked as he grabbed me a lifted me up.

His smirk scared me.

As I was dragged away from my dead family.