It was 3:33 in the morning, in the dark streets of El Paso. Christmas eve, there was four people sitting on the hard concrete of the sidewalks. There was one 12 year old boy including two of his young sisters and his mother. His sisters were crying in agony full of fear. The boys mother's face was full of blood. The harsh event happened fast in the blink of the boy's eyes. He could not believe what had just happened. The boy has finally learned that even in the brightest light there would always be a darkness lingering out upon. There was fire in his eyes. He now know what life truly is. He turned and he saw his mother crying full of rage his sister scared and betrayed, but yet he did not feel anything at all. Chapter 0 complete
