I love reading about giant days because they are the days that I really feel like I just did something good for myself. It’s when I realized that I’ve been working hard all year long. I really feel like I accomplished something in a large sense.
Today I was in the kitchen, washing up the dishes and getting ready for bed, and I saw something that made me realize how incredibly lucky I am. I was reading something online about giant days when I heard the noise of a gunshot. A big part of me was like, “What? I am not in the kitchen. I have to go check on something.” I quickly ran to the living room and checked the kitchen just in case.
As I looked into the kitchen, I noticed that the door was open. I went back to the living room and saw that the kitchen had been hit with a bullet and had been locked from the outside. And then I thought to myself, “I don’t know if I could have locked myself in here if it wasn’t my kitchen.
The kitchen is always a good place to hide, so my quick exit was just as clever. I slipped the door open and tiptoed out, hoping that I could get far enough away to be safe. I took a few steps to the living room and closed the door. I tried to stay calm because I knew that something was wrong. I could hear a woman crying in the kitchen. I knew that I couldn’t let her get any more hurt.
When I was in the kitchen I stopped and watched my dad and his mom get into bed. I tried to make sure they were okay, because my dad was always at the kitchen. I tried to talk her into going into the bathroom, but she just said, “No.” I tried to say, “I’ll get you a good night’s sleep.” But she just said, “No.” I tried to say, “I’ll get you a good night’s sleep.
It’s so hard to be so calm when you know you may have to be killed. I knew that I couldnt let any of them die. I could hear them arguing. I could hear them fighting for each other. I could hear them fighting a fight. I knew that I cudnt let them die.
But then I heard her scream. I heard her scream, and I thought, No, I cant let them die, because that’s what I do. So I turned up the volume and I listened to the screams, and I thought, Ill get them to die. I turned up the volume and I listened to the screams. I watched. I watched them fight. I watched. I watched them fight. And I thought, I will not let them die.
One day I heard the voices of a man standing in front of me yelling. I heard the voices of men crying. I thought, No, I cant let them die.
The first time I heard you, I knew you were real. I was sitting on a chair in my mother’s house (I was eight) and she was crying. I thought, no, I cant let them die. I got up and I went to get her a glass of water. I went into my room and I got my phone and I called 911, and I waited for the ambulance and I waited for the police.
That is how I felt. The next day I was in my own house and my mother was crying. I was seven and my mother was crying. I got up and I went to get my sister a glass of water. I went into my room and I got my phone and I called 911, and I waited for the ambulance and I waited for the police.
