The beginning of darkness

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Samantha Harrington
1994-2010
Cause of death- murdered

I still see flash backs of the horrible morning someone I love shot me down, someone who told me they'd love me forever, lesson learned here... Don't trust anyone. My father was a kind man, he worked everyday he possibly could to provide for me and my sister. He always told us he wanted what's best for our family, obviously I was the only issue my father had. He wanted me gone, he only wanted what was best for my sister and that was my death.

It was July 12th, 2010 at 7AM my father and I loved to fish, we packed up the jeep and made our way to the deep hole a couple miles away from home

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It was July 12th, 2010 at 7AM my father and I loved to fish, we packed up the jeep and made our way to the deep hole a couple miles away from home. I was in the back seat with the top down standing up and starring at the sun rise beneath the trees. In the corner of my eye I seen his rifle which I thought was very unusual to bring on a fishing trip. Don't be silly Sam it's just a gun, you're with your father, you're safe maybe he thought of doing a little illegal hunting. I crawled into the passenger seat and contemplated on asking my father why there was a gun, I was afraid of the answer he was going to give me so I just left it the way it was.

We arrived at the hole, the morning sun made the water glisten with every ripple from the movement beneath

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We arrived at the hole, the morning sun made the water glisten with every ripple from the movement beneath. I was bating up my hook with the worms me and my father bought at the fishing shop a few days ago. I threw my hook in the water and patiently waited for a catch. I realized I was by my self. There was no sign of my father anywhere, I looked around for a few moments until I took my hook out of the water and started wandering around thinking maybe he went back to the jeep. Before I knew it a gun fire went off. Black. Everything was just black.

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