A story that will never fade away
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
-Mark(main character)-18-Black hair, always wearing black jeans and white t-shirt,also has a nanny's scarf in left pocket of his jeans to remember her.
-Mike-19-Mark's best friend.Always in black.Orange hair.
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When i was young i loved to spend my time with my granny.Her name was Nana at least i called her like that.
We were always sitting together in a little room that looked like a library.
There were books everywhere.And i loved when she was reading to me,sometimes we would spend days in that room.It was so lovely.
I was not very talkative boy,but whenever i was around her i couldn't stop talking.I was telling her what was happening in my life and she would always listen.In her eyes i was a little god.
There was one story,that i loved the most and i would like to hear that story once again coming from my Nana's mouth but that will never happen.I know.
Because the day that she was killed was the day i turned 7.
My parents were rich people.My father was in Mafia but i didn't know that till i turned 7.
My mom comes from rich family that also has some connections with mafia.
They never spoke about their job in front of me but it was ok to me.I was young,like a new something..
I remember that day.I was turning 7.I woke up early in the morning went to my granny's room and asked her
-''Can you read a book to me''
-''Of course Mark'' she replied.
I tought to myself that this was gonna be the best day of my life so far but it wasn't.
It was probably the worst.
Me and granny went to our little library while my parents were preparing a cake and calling all quests to come.
I was so happy.That story was just amazing.And i remember the last words of that story:
''There is no good if there is no evil''
Then i didn't understand those words.
Everything was going well.Guests came,a lot of my friends came and i was so happy.My friends and i were in my room upstairs eating cake and playing games.
But then somebody ringed.
My granny was close to the door and opened them.
''Happy birthday to you grandson'' a man said while taking a gun from his pocked and shooting at her.
My parents ran to the door and too more hits were heard.I went downstairs and a man started shooting at me but there were no bullets in his gun.He just run in the car and left.
I started crying hysterically.I didn't know what is happening.I started shaking and breathing rapidly.My heart was going fast.And then i just fall on the floor and i don't remember what happened next.
That is my story.
I stayed alive somehow although i was not suppose to.Should i thank God for that or hate him for the rest of my life?
-''Are you ready''-Mike said as he took gun in his hands
-''Yes'' i replied.
-End of chapter 1-
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