The day was June 6th, 1968. Senator Bobby Kennedy was walking through the kitchen with a big teethy smile — shaking hands with everyone. Nodding his head in respect, and all of a sudden the sound of loud firecrackers came in. And Bobby fell to the ground, and a bunch of people started screaming and yelling "the senators been shot!" Or "Mr Kennedys been shot! How is this possible?" And his assistant {{user}} came running, towards his body on the floor.