One morning, sunny day I was ready to go to Kansas City not expecting anything ever bad would happen. Everyone packed up and we headed towards Kansas City, we were going to visit my cousins. When we got there we got our stuff and unpacked upstairs in the guest rooms, my older cousin left to party the night before, but he didn’t come back. After a while of talking the kids got bored and ran up the stairs to the rooms where everyone was either playing games or on their phones texting. Then out of nowhere my younger cousin Matthew who was 1 at the time said “Tag you're it you can’t find me uncle.” everyone looked at him for a while, then his mom asked him “What are you talking about Matthew your uncle is at a friend's house?” Then Matthew started screeching like a hyena, I thought my ear drops
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Then after an hour or two there was the knock on the front door the kids ran downstairs to see who it was. It was the police, they were talking to the parents. I was sure it was about my cousin, he must of did something. Then I heard crying sound of a hissing animal my aunt was screaming “WHY,WHY,WHY.” All the kids rushed to the living room. I looked for my cousin, he wasn't there and then I saw the red eyes of my aunt and I knew something was not right. I asked my dad what had happened, he said “Armin had died, he was shot in the head 3 times and he would if survived if the ambulance drove faster.” After my dad was done talking I was in tears I couldn't breath I didn't know what was happening, I couldn't believe it he was my hero, my best friend, he was my favorite cousin.When the funeral happened, we didn't get to see him. I wish I could of seen him one last time and said goodbye, but they wouldn't let anyone see him because he was bleeding too much, still to this day say he is my hero my best friend and always will forever be in my
Then after an hour or two there was the knock on the front door the kids ran downstairs to see who it was. It was the police, they were talking to the parents. I was sure it was about my cousin, he must of did something. Then I heard crying sound of a hissing animal my aunt was screaming “WHY,WHY,WHY.” All the kids rushed to the living room. I looked for my cousin, he wasn't there and then I saw the red eyes of my aunt and I knew something was not right. I asked my dad what had happened, he said “Armin had died, he was shot in the head 3 times and he would if survived if the ambulance drove faster.” After my dad was done talking I was in tears I couldn't breath I didn't know what was happening, I couldn't believe it he was my hero, my best friend, he was my favorite cousin.When the funeral happened, we didn't get to see him. I wish I could of seen him one last time and said goodbye, but they wouldn't let anyone see him because he was bleeding too much, still to this day say he is my hero my best friend and always will forever be in my