• I didn’t expect this to happen. I can’t stand it; watching the person I love in pain and I can’t do anything about it. They can’t see me. They can’t hear me. I just don’t understand. I don’t like this at all; it wasn’t supposed to end like this. I wasn’t supposed to die!

    I don’t understand how it happened, in a way it happened so fast. I’ll never forget the horror, the blood, everything. The day seemed totally normal; I attended my first three classes then fourth came. I regret not getting my books before hand.

    I was walking down the hall; I turned the corner, I hadn’t even start walking down the other hall when I heard a loud noise. Pain shot through me. I looked down and put a hand to my stomach. I could hear voices in the background, I had no idea what they were saying. I noticed something red and lifted my hand. It was all bloody. I was bleeding. I was in shock. I screamed in pain. I looked up to see faces looking at me in horror.

    I slowly fell to the ground as I heard people argue with someone. Then running foot steps, Mr. Matt showed up and carried me into a room close by. Setting me on a table he put a cloth on my side putting pressure on it. He said he was trying to stop the bleeding. I was crying now just from so much pain. I felt my eye lids get heavy. All I heard was Nathan, “She’s in shock, don’t let her pass out.”

    Nathan, Nathan, he’s here. Oh yeah this his class duh. I just …it hurt so much along with the emotional pain.

    I remember saying I love you to him and him panicking almost crying, telling me, “Stay awake, stay awake. I need you! I love you!”

    Then I was just… I could see me I could see him but nobody could see or hear me, cops had walked past the door way with the gun man…wait gun man…I was shot!?

    I looked back to see Nathan crying he was shouting for someone to do something, for me to breathe, to live. He screamed I love you over and over wanting me to wake, I wanted to cry. When I saw the paramedics, I knew it I knew I was gone, I was dead.

    I found out by following some cops and reading there papers the statement’s that before I had come around the corner and scared the gun man who had pulled the trigger at Nathan. I just didn’t understand but I saved his life. I always said I would die for him and everything would be okay but I guess I was wrong.

    He lightly places some roses red with black tips…my favorite. The ropes slowly lower my lifeless body into a six feet deep hole never to come home again. Everyone has already left but him. He stands there with a slight smile, remembering memories with me.

    I’m dead and I know I can’t do anything about it. I will miss his hugs, his kisses; I will just miss him and all my friends and family. It’s not fair this shouldn’t have happened but as I had always said things happen for reasons, right?