The TV
blared to life as Iris sat down next to her parents and brother. She thought it
was stupid to watch the election; America had already hit its low, so why
bother with another? No one could fix us…
A woman
in a royal blue business suit had stepped up to the wooden podium with a
confident smile strained across her face. “Ladies and gentlemen of the United
States of America, I am so honored to be standing before you. My name is
Alexandra Woods. As you all know, I am the second finalist in this 2020 electi-”
Loud pops bloomed from the screen and
Alexandra fell to the floor, along with other people who were sitting in the
background of the stage.
Iris’s
mother gasped and her father sat soundlessly, staring hard into the screen as
if expecting Alexandra Woods to get up and laugh about her sick joke. Her
younger brother’s eyes widened. Iris, however, wasn’t really bothered by what
had happened on the screen.
Many
shootings had been dotting across the States for years. Many of the shooters
were caught, but later either committed suicide or were murdered. Iris had
grown bored of the not-so-shocking news every time a situation like this
occurred. However, something about this one seemed odd... Not an act of rebellion, but more of an act of dominance, she
decidedly thought.
Suddenly,
the doors that held entrance to their house violently cracked from their hinges, allowing easy access. A split second
later, men who wore peculiar looking military uniforms gathered around them. They
weren’t U.S. soldiers, that of which she was sure.
“On
your knees!” one of them shouted. Iris’s family did as they were told.
“Plea-“
Iris’s mom began, but was quickly silenced with a bullet in her throat, she
gurgled before making a loud thump on
the carpeted floor. Her father and brother soon met the same fate.
Iris’s
bullet was angled at her throat as well, but somehow struck her lower. Instead
of collapsing immediately, she felt white hot pain surge throughout her shoulders
and chest, spreading into her arms. For the first time ever, Iris’s heart rate
skyrocketed, and she felt, Scared…
Moments
later, she felt her cheek slap against the leather couch before floating into a
black abyss…
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