Hero's Protector

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Andrew Johnson

Standing in front of his grave... Was the worst moment of my life.

Timothy balled his eyes out the whole time.

The whole City came to his funeral to honor him.

My mom had to pull me away and back home.

I couldn't stop thinking about him.

Timothy Woods

I just sat alone in my alley.

My thoughts were filled with him.

I could have saved him... I could have done something.

Instead, it was too late.

I sobbed softly to myself.

I didn't hear the soft footsteps coming towards me.

Then, there was a loud click.

I looked up and saw about ten men with guns pointed at me.

"Pur your hands above your head and get on your knees!"

I slowly did as they said.

They tied my hands together and quickly threw me in the back of a van.

The man smiled and walked back to the front.

"Go go go!"

And we zoomed away.

I frowned "Where are we going?"

A man glared at me "Where you belong, prison."

Sara Marks

I got home with red eyes.

I couldn't believe it.

He was gone.

But little did I know, that was just the beginning.

Dad saw me and wiped his eyes.

"Dad? Why are you crying?"

He quickly stood "S-Sara, where have you been!?"

I ran over and hugged him.

But he just cried harder.

"I'm sorry dad, it won't happen again."

He shook his head "N-no, your too late."