"Mary-Jane," she said "You are a woman. A woman is a mother. One day you would have to protect your children. Be brave and run!"
I ran without looking back, even when a shot instantly killed her.
Today I look at the gun in my hand, before throwing it to my only daughter.
She stares at me in horror.
I told her the exact thing as my mom did.
By the time she went running, they broke in.
A gun shot followed with mom's dying silhouette flashes upon me.
submitted by: Iphien