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It was summer, mid afternoon. I was woken up by my mom, who had come in to tell me that it was past ten. Even though it was summer and school was over, I knew that I still had to be up at a reasonable hour. And so, I reluctantly trudged out of bed.
I ran downstairs and straight to the dining table to eat breakfast. As soon as I sat down, my mom placed a bowl of rice in front of me. The table was already set with a few side dishes, so I dug in. Across from me sat my dad; legs crossed, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper.
“Hurry up and eat. Your cousin’s already outside waiting for you,” Mom said, as she sat down with her own bowl.
I hummed and began to stuff myself with all of the food on the table.
“Oh God, that’s disgusting. C’mon, quit it. You’re not a pig.” My dad said, disgusted, before going back to reading. I snorted to make him all the more uncomfortable, but it was only playful. Mom laughed, finding it adorable.
“Oh, my little piggy!” Mom cooed, wiping a grain of rice off of my chin. I scarfed down the last few bites on my plate and in my bowl, then kissed mom on the cheek, gave dad a hug and ran out the front door.
I darted up the steep hill where Jungkook and I always like to play, eagerly looking for Jungkook. He was goofing around with a long, thin stick and drawing weird stuff in the dirt road.
I was walking slowly up to Jungkook, until I saw a black truck pulled up behind him. I'd never seen that car before, but most of them just pass by. But the truck stopped, right next to Jungkook and I watched as a creepy man stepped out.
I walked faster. I watched as the man handed Jungkook what looked like a chocolate bar. Who was he? And why was he giving him candy?
"Hi. Sorry sir, but our parents are looking for us, so we’ll be leaving now," I said, puffing out my chest and trying to sound as commanding as possible. I grabbed Jungkook's hand without waiting for a response, already turning to walk away.
"Oh, don't worry, young man. I'm not a stranger, just his uncle. I'm visiting and I saw Jungkook playing here in the street so I wanted to pull over to say hi." The man stated, smiling in a way that looked much too friendly for a criminal.
I didn't believe him for a second .
"I know every single person in our family. You're not one of them."
I turned around, thinking that that was that, before the man kicked me in the back. It hurt and I fell to the ground, watching as the man grabbed Jungkook.
"Hyung!" Jungkook reached out for me, squirming in the man’s arms.
"Jungkook!" I screamed, getting up and clawing at the man. I punched, scratched and kicked him but it did nothing. He pushed me away and threw me off.
I picked myself up and did what I knew would really hurt! I bit his arm. Hard . The man howled in pain and finally let go of Jungkook. I kicked his private area as hard as I could and he crouched down, obviously hurt.
I picked Jungkook back up, grabbed his arm tight and pulled him away. I was about to run as fast as I could, away from the mean man and to our house.
"I don't think so, you little brat!" The man shouted angrily, grabbing my ankle and bringing me down with him. I let go of Jungkook and tried to shove him away.
"Run Jungkook!" I shouted, but Jungkook only stood there in shock. He was frozen. The man picked me up by the hair and I screamed in pain. The man practically had me in a headlock and I knew I couldn't fight him this time.
"Run Jungkook! Run now!"
"No!" The man shouted, as he pulled something out from his pocket. I saw something black out of the corner of my eye.
My eyes widened as a gun appeared and I could only watch uselessly as the man pulled the trigger. A bullet flew towards Jungkook and he fall to the ground- he didn’t get back up. He wasn’t moving.
In my head I kept shouting, get up! get up!, trying to believe that it wasn’t true. He couldn’t be dead!
"No! Jungkook!" I screamed, trying to reach for Jungkook and get away from the man, but it was just another feeble attempt. The man huffed and dragged me into his truck, about to close the door before he noticed my dad.
Yes, dad was coming! And he had a gun, too! He could help! And then Jungkook and I would be safe!
Something hot pressed against my temple and the pain exploded through my head.