Tony leaped and used his body to cover the little girl. As soon as his entire body was shielding her, he felt another burning hot sting, hitting him directly in the back. He didn't think about the pain. He only wanted to be sure that Arianna did not take another bullet.

After a few moments of lying motionless, Tony slid off the little girl when he heard the screams of her mother yelling for her and the sounds of police sirens mixed with approaching ambulances. As he looked at her body, tears rolled down his face. The blood from the little girl's chest turned her formerly purple dress black from the mixture of color and blood. He ripped of his jacket and pressed it to her wound to try and slow the bleeding. The last thing tony noticed before passing out was what looked like red ice cream lying next to Arianna. He knew it use to be vanilla. The floating balloon was still tied to her wrist, untouched by the flying bullets.

"Life is not fair," he thought as his body rolled off the sidewalk and into a empty parking space.Arianna’s mother ran and fell to her knees. She cried uncontrollably as she cuddled and rocked the lifeless body of her only daughter between her arms.

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