Okay so here's the deal. Whenever I update a depressing story I get like ten reviews, but the. I attempt to do a funny story and it gets like three reviews. I know I'm not good at writing funny stories, but am I really THAT bad? Also if you're going to favorite my story can you please just leave a review? I want to know what I'm doing wrong and what you like about my stories. Constructive criticism is appreciated. Just remember there's a difference between constructive criticism and insults...

Dipper's P..O.V:

Gunshots echoed in the night sky. Bombs went off in the distance. Buildings were being burnt to the ground; and people were screaming. I could barely see as there were no street lights and all I had was the moon and stars to light the streets. The streets that I thought I would love till the end of time. Now my opinion is changing.

I tried my best to make it through the streets without getting shot, bombed, or lit on fire. I've been in near-death experiences plenty of times before, but this is different. I finally made it to my destination: Gravity Falls Pool. It may seem crazy to come here at a time like this, but there was someone there. Someone I needed. Someone I loved. Someone I can't live without.

I crawled through the hole which was never repaired after that golf cart ran through it. I saw an explosion in the distance, and heard Lady Susan scream. I cringed as the thought of the Diner being bombed went through my head. All of a sudden I heard footsteps. I turned around and saw a young man with a black hoodie on. He aimed the gun at me and as soon as he shot I rolled over into the pool. I floated almost to the bottom before I started swimming back up. "Dang it!" I heard him yell as I made my way to the surface. I saw him drop dead as a bullet came from behind him and hit him in the head. When he fell I looked behind him and saw a girl holding a gun. She looked at me, then back at the gun, then back at me, and ran the opposite way. I climbed out of the pool and shivered because it was cold before and falling into the freezing water made it even colder.

I started walking around looking inside all the doors when I heard sniffling. I cautiously walked towards the door and put my hand on the knob. I hesitated but slightly opened the door. I peeked my head in and saw a girl crying. "D-Dipper?" She asked while wiping away some of her tears. I automatically recognized the voice as my sisters. I completely opened the door and she jumped right into my arms. "G-Good to see you broseph." She said as more tears spilled out of her eyes. My eyes filled with tears as I whispered, "please don't ever scare me like that again." She let out a sob and pulled me closer.

We finally released the hug as another gunshot went off in the distance followed by an explosion. Mabel screamed as she saw a person's body fly up into the air. I covered her mouth in fear someone might find us and shoot us. "Shh, shh it's ok." I whispered, "it's ok." I took my hand away from her mouth, and she said, "let's go home" I took her hand and we started walking backing to our temporary home at the Mystery Shack.

As Mabel and I were maneuvering through the streets she asked me a question that I couldn't answer. "Why are they doing this?" "Because they're stupid." I said. "That's not why." She said, "tell me the real reason." I sighed and said, "you remember that movie The Purge?" "Yea." She said. "Well, Gravity Falls had a vote: those in favor of doing something like that and those who weren't. By the time most of the people voted there were 24 in favor and 23 that weren't. So they decided that majority rules and I guess this is the purge." I said. She didn't say anything; neither did I. We continued quietly walking down the streets trying not to draw attention to ourselves. Mabel of course screaming every once in a while when a bomb went off or when someone was shot.

We walked by a very tall building that someone set fire to. I shook my head as I thought, how could someone be so cruel? Mabel started scooting closer to me as it seemed as if the fire was engulfing the streets. All of a sudden we saw someone run out of the building screaming. Mabel looked over at them and also screamed. She started running and since I was holding her hand it made me run. Before the person was out of sight I looked back at them and saw their entire body was on fire. I gasped and turned back around.

We finally stopped running and I saw Mabel had tears running down her cheeks. I stopped walking, as did she, and I sighed. She covered her face with her hands. I said, "Mabel please stop crying. I can't stand anymore tears. Please stop." When she didn't I put my head in my hands and sighed once again. I started hearing footsteps, a lot of them, coming towards me. I heard Mabel gasp, and I looked up. There were about 15-20 people surrounding us each holding a gun. They all had on masks so I couldn't tell who was who, but I knew they didn't like us.

I felt a hand grab onto to mine and I realized it was Mabel's. I looked over into her eyes and realized she was no longer crying. She had a look of pure terror on her face; and I'm pretty sure I looked the exact same. I looked at the person right in front of us and he grinned evilly and snapped his fingers. Mabel cringed, she probably thought that was the signal to shoot us, but it only meant to lower their guns.

I looked around at all of them and saw they all had the same evil grin. I looked back at the person in front of us who I noticed still had his gun aimed right at us. A million thoughts raced through my head, is he going to shoot? Who's he going to shoot? When is going to shoot? Should we run? I stopped thinking when I felt a tug on my arm. I looked at Mabel and she had big, fearful eyes filled with tears. I had no problem reading them: we're gonna die, aren't we?

I slowly nodded my head and turned back around to the person in front of us. He must've saw the tears in our eyes because he laughed manically. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't. I saw him take out two bullets and start to reload his gun. Mabel's grip on my hand tightened as she choked back a sob. Tears flooded my eyes as I looked at her. I whispered, "I love you sis." She whispered, "I love you too bro-bro." I gave her a small kiss on the cheek then turned back to the person.

I saw him lifting the gun in the air and I realized I had to do something to protect my sister. She had a whole life ahead of her, she had the rest of middle school, and all of high school. She hasn't even lived through the best years of her life yet. But me, well, I've solved all these mysteries and that's good enough for me.

The next few seconds of my life seemed to go in slow motion. I saw the person lift the gun up and point it at Mabel. I saw Mabel beg to live, and I saw him laugh and pull the trigger. I don't really remember anything else. All I know is I jumped in front of her and I felt a sharp pain in my chest. The last thing I heard was footsteps running away and Mabel scream my name. I saw her fall to the ground right beside me and look into my eyes. I mustered up the last of my strength and gave her a small smile. Then I saw and heard nothing.

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