This town isn’t what you think it is. Once it’s night, the town is like a nightmare. Everyone fought and fire was spreading fast like the wind. I grumbled and thought to myself, “Why are the people so…petty?” “This town is just full of hate and greed.” Believe me, banks were robbed and precious goods were stolen from each home. No one had a heart…at all. Distracted from thought, becoming aware, I yelled as a old-fashioned car lit up in flames, turning it into full ashes. I panted, running out of breath. Then, turned around to see a guy giving me a quite dangerous death stare. “Woah there sir! D-Drop that huge gun of yours…!” “Why should I listen to a puny person like you?” He said, angrily. I thought, I didn’t even do anything to him. Plus, why did all of the townspeople have to fight? I flipped in a heartbeat. “W-What?!” I snapped the gun like it was nothing and it took him by surprise. “Looks like harm is the only thing you know,” I said. Little did he know that I was actually the sheriff and I had the right to do so, especially since everyone had become so viciously evil. Hate is the only thing they really know. Kept like a prized possession, protected from reach. I was able to stop most of the people, trying to get em to give up on there so-like war. “Are you OUT OF YOUR MINDS?!” I said with rage. “What has gotten into y’all?” Everyone grew silent, knowing they had no reason to harm each other. “It’s all our faults…” One person said. “Now our town…our homes…are destroyed.” People were hopeless and little children were crying, saying, “What are we going to do?” I stood up on a box, standing proud. “Everyone, we are not giving up yet! We all shall rebuild the town again, just like the old one and make a promise to always love one another even though we fight.” In response, the townspeople cheered and promised. At the end, everyone made happy and cherished memories. A single fight to harm, has never happened ever since.