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My mum is the one shooting up the place...

From the door she came through I saw My dads body was laying outside motionless, blood pooling around his head.

The security guards held up there guns, pointing it towards her with their fingers on the triggers.

"Ma'am, please put the gun down." One of them said to her.

But, she seemed to be in her own world as her eyes darted around the room, searching for something, at Least until she found me.

She narrowed her eyes and walked towards me
"you worthless piece of crap daughter. Why did you have to come to this stupid concert? You never think about anyone but yourself! If you had't entered that f*cking contest then we wouldn't have had to come here! Do you think they'll ever remember who you are?" She held the gun up and pulled the trigger

But before the bullet hit me, an arm wrapped around me, pulling me into someone chest

But not just anyone's chest-

It was The red headed Michael Clifford.

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