It was some time in late October, the sun was shining perilously and mirrored rays of iluminous light passed through the windows. I was walking towards the entrance of a 7-Eleven store and out of the blue felt my heart beating fast, as if it was a reminder that something terrible was about to happen. Pushing the thought aside, I went up to the receptionist and ask for the things I needed. Just as I was handling the dollars, A shot rang in the air as glasses shattered everywhere. Everything was all in slow motion through my eyes. It felt as if all the air in the universe had been sucked into the black hole. Then, a voice suddenly shouted.
"Everyone down in the count of 3!" The man had a gun in his right hand and out of the corner of my eyes, I could see his finger slowly triggering the weapon. He laughed. I closed my eyes ever so tightly. It was never supposed to be like this. I wasn't supposed to die this way. When no shots could be heard, I slowly opened my eyes though the thought of getting killed in this place at that tense moment crossed my mind like a lighting. I saw three guys dressed in black hoodies.
Suddenly, I realized that something sharp was almost slicing my neck and my breath got hitched in the throat. "You," I paused to take a breath, my life maybe be ending in a matter of seconds.
"Please... Don't do anything to me! I beg you,"
My heart yearned. Shadows of the ones I love crossed my mind. I heard another laugh. And something inside told me that I've heard this voice somewhere.
"Happy Birthday!!!" a voice suddenly screamed. He unmasked himself and I was caught in the moment. Locked eye to eye, with the guy I've sworn I'd hate for the rest of my life.
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