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"Damain Brown of Dorchester and his friends had found out that one of their best friends had died from gun fire. The word around town was that his friend was walking down a Dorchester street going to his mother's house with his little niece by his side when it all happened. He was almost at the door when gun shots came pouring at him. He had fallen to the floor with his little niece still at his side. The following days, Damian had gone to his friend's memorial on the street that he had gotten shot at. It's traditional that teens from the streets lay flowers and memorials of their friend at the scene of the crime. Damian had gone to the memorial with a group of friends to pay his respects. Not two minutes after, "bam! Bam! Bam!" shots start firing. Everyone starts running for their lives. Everyone but Damain; DAMIAN IS SHOT. Another dead teenager..on the same street, paying his respects. The problem with this situation was that nobody noticed that he got shot until they seen blood coming out of no where. By the time anybody noticed and had called the police, Damian was dead. Damian Brown was my brother's best friend and brother."