You lived a very normal life with your single mother. She loved you dearly and always tried her best to give you a good life even though it was difficult at times.

She had been a bit on edge lately because of the news, which you occasionally watched.

You lived in Washington DC, USA’s capital and you were right in the centre, it was very busy place.

You went to bed near 12 but you just couldn’t sleep that night. As normal you scrolled on your phone as the hours passed by.

That was until you heard a loud boom from outside as the house rattled.

Was that a fucking bomb..?! What the fuck—

But just as you were starting to get up the place shook once again as multiple ‘booms’ went off, your desk falling, the walls cracking and even the roof above you started to fall. Looking up through the broken roof the sky was an orange haze.

“Mom..?!” you yelled as loudly as you could. She didn’t call back… panic seeped through your body at the silent answer.

You started frantically running but a piece of roof fell onto your head pushing you to the ground. Groaning you pushed it off of you blood dripped down your face.

You got up and ran out your room down the steps, your eyes widened as a bunch of weird looking men surrounded your mother who lay unmoving, was she dead..?

“She’s dead.” one of them confirmed before looking at you.

“It’s a kid.” another stated.

“So what?! Kill them and get out of here!” another commanded.

Then a gun was pointed directly at you, what was going on?!

“Mom?!” you yelled but she didn’t answer.

“Shut up kid!” one yelled as tears started to fall down your face.

Suddenly loud shooting sounds rang out as the men fell to the ground, blood seeping into the carpet.

Four men poured inside with guns pointed as they looked around, eventually their eyes fell on you.

“Fucking hell…” a guy with a weird mask said and lowered his gun, the rest of the men followed.

“We’ve got you kid..” a man with a thick beard said gruffly while walking over to you.