I can't belive she's gone. My girlfriend died in my arms, her limp body was covered in blood from a gun shot wound.

I watched as the life left her eyes. I'll never forget hor horrible that felt. I'm siting in my dorm on my bed.

I go to a collage in the middle of Brooklyn. Its a small campus, not many people here, but I call it home.

My family is here wit me, and my friends from school. I share a dorm with my best friend Noah. He left the dorm for a while to let me be alone. I saw the guy in the shadows as Cindy and I walked into the clearing, she had stoped walking but I kept on thinking she was right behind me. I was wrong.

I heard her cry out my name, but my eyes snaped to the guy looking at her, he raized his hand. It was a gun. He shot the gun and the bullet flew and hit Cindy, I could have sworn I had heard another but I could have been wrong.

I hope I was wrong. I looked and saw the guy was gone and when I looked back at Cindy she was falling to the ground. I should have done something, I should have tackled the gun and took the gun.

He killed her. I don't even know who he is. I couldn't see his face. All he was wearing was a leather coat, black jeans and a ball cap and sunglasses. I didn't see any of his face.

I'm lost deep in thought when Noah walked in."Brad? YO BRAID?"says Noah.

I snap out of my thoughts and jump in shock and see Noah looking at me. I relax some. Not realizing how tense I was.

"OH hey Noah."I say. Noah smiled."You'll never belive what happened in the park."says Noah. I smiled weakly."What happened?"I ask.

"A fight broke out. It was Jordan, and Clint. They were fighting for a while till a teacher broke them up. They were bleeding in a few spots on their faces but its not bad. They didn't really get hurt."says Noah. I nod.

Clint is a family friend, but Jordan is my cousin Morgans younger brother. After a while of talking with Noah he has to get up and leave.

"See you later Braid."says Noah."See you soon."I say. Noah leaves and I relax and lay on my back staring at the ruff.

Then I gasp and my eyes go wide. The guy who killed Cindy didn't realize there were prints of where he got it from on the handle. I know where to go and I know how to get there.

I get up and start packing a small bag and write a note saying I was going to go find Cindy's killer.

No matter how long it takes or how deadly this could be, I have to do it. I promise this guy will pay.

Most likely with his life. I finish packing and set the note dorm and grab my stuff.

I open the dorm door and walk down the halls till I get to the front lobby. I walk through the doors and head to find Cindy's killer.