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The road was buzzing with people as I, Raikura Sakyra, walked toward LifePetal, a flower shop located in the well-known Nopal mall. My mother has worked there for 26 years and like a normal 18 yo girl, I go there to spend dinner wtih her everyday after school. The shop has different kinds of flowers, all vibrating the colors of the rainbow with their own type of talents. My favorite is the Lavenders, although I do not fancy the smell, it's violetic colors make me blossom inside. But I noticed something was wrong. Usually, when I step in the mall, I will always be greeted with flourishing lights from all angles and corners. But this time, everywhere was dimmed, and only LifePetal has it's lights open. Police Sirens surrounded the shop, and it's eree sound wailed from across the few feet. My heartbeat quickened and I rushed toward the shop, ignoring the voices of the police yelling for me to stop. When I thrusted the doors open and ripped through the weak papers strapping the scene of blue and red, my heart stopped as I saw what was waiting for me inside the shop that was once such so warm with love and care. Lying just around the corner out of the cashier wall was my mother, covered with blood, eyes rolled over to white, and her skin pale with her gnarled fingers that were so warm as I had remembered reaching out to me. I dropped. I stopped. I grabbeld for her hand as the arms of policeman wrapped around me. I didn't even have the realization to scream. I prodded her, rolled her, shook her, even hit her, smack her, punch her, thwack her, kick her. But no..She didn't respond. Everything came crashing down on me. My memories, my feelings, my love..My life. I was numb, tears were streaming every ct of my face. Just as an officer wrestled me away, I saw it. There were cuts and marks of bruise and swollen on her. Her neck was sliced open, and when I looked down on my hands, all I could see...

was blood.

I was slapped across the face, and winced when I opened my eyes to bright sunlight. A boy about 20 stood looking down at me. He had brown ruffled hair, and beautiful green eyes. He was handsome, with a smirk across his face when he saw me open my eyes.

"YO! THE GIRL'S AWAKE!" Apparently, they didn't know how to properly wake a girl. I tried to move, and got myself to a comfortable sitting position, when another boy with blonde hair wlaked toward me. He looked very familiar, but I couldn't quite grasp at it. I looked around. I was in a cave, and the opening to the cave was blocked. I looked to my hands, and dry blood covered it. What happened? Why was there blood on my hands? The guy in front of me looked up and down, and then straight in the eye.

"Why is there blood on your hands?"