In the Blink of an Eye

Pink cake, pink dress, pink flowers; my cousin’s Quinceanera. On bended knee her father took her slippers off and slipped on her silver high-heels shoes. A gun raised to my cousin’s head as the word “drive” was screamed into his ears. He drove into the dark night crossing into D.C. He picked her up out of her princess chair, smiled at her while the music filled the room as they began gliding across the floor. “Park here”, he ordered. Thump was the sound my cousin made as he hit the ground face first. Bang, Bang, Bang was the sound that echoed through the air. Then tires screeching followed. We all joined in on the dance floor and danced the night away. By the changing of her shoes and her first dance with her father my cousin was now a woman. My cousin had transformed into a women while my other cousin’s life ended. Waking up the next morning to the phone ringing at 8 am was very unwelcomed considering I had just went to bed about six hours earlier. My mom came running into my room.”Mickey! He is gone he is dead. “ I looked at her, felt my heart swell, and knelt at the side of my bed and began to pray. My family partied while one of us was dying in a D.C ally. Just ten hours ago we were all celebrating and then in a matter of seconds ,mourning.
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Happiness can be taken from you in the blink of an eye