Bang! I felt like a balloon that slipped out of their handlers grasp. I felt good but i couldn’t feel anything else. It was like I was there but i wasn’t. In about three minutes I would find out that I had been shot once in the chest.
I looked down and saw my mom over my body, She was crying and i noticed there was a peice of glass in my shoulder. I was trying to think who it was that had shot me. I thought hard and for a while but every once and awile i would check on my mom. I was thinking really hard and I found out I could rewind and see who shot me. I really wanted to tell my mom I was ok and that im in a better place but i didnt know how , she thought I was on crumbled asphalt of 165 Green street but i wasnt. It was like i was a snake and i shedded to a new skin.
When i saw who killed me I froze I couldent move I just sat there. I remebered that my mom had been fighting with him but i didnt know he would do somthing like this. It was my moms ex boyfriend, and the glass on my shirt was from his window. He drove his old beat up truck by me when i was walking home from school. I was listening to music not paying atention and he shot me through his window. The 9mm bullet penitrated my chest and went strait through me. He was good at this and picked up the bullet so there would be no evidence. What if he comes for my mom or sister next! I was thinking of ways to warn them but i couldent think of any.
That night when my family was at the table it was silent. I was thinking maybe i could write in ketchup but when i touched it my hand went write through it. I had to get my sister and my mom far away but how? I figured out that people wouldent walk through me, it was like I was there but I wasnt.
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