Day 13

I squeezed out of the crowd. I hope Mum and Dad would be okay. We returned to the shop. Mum's candlestick was still burning. Then, a red and green vehicle sped to towards the shop. It was Mum and Dad. Dad then started sticking chewing gum on the bullet marks and paint over it. I used my sleeve to catch the drips of paint in order to leave no trail. I was having thoughts about my new plan. I wonder if it would work then i chose. I would do it.