Gun Shot Narrative

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“From the darkness came the sound of a loud gun shot. I was terrified. I mean, can you imagine being woken up by a flipping gun shot, right in your home? My mom and I had both already gone to bed, and my dad and brother were on a backpacking trip. I tried to remember if I had heard anything before the gunshot, but I couldn’t recall anything. I was too scared to get up and go check what it was. I then realized that it was the middle of the night, and it was probably just my imagination- maybe even something from my dream.” I paused and took a deep breath. “So, I went back to sleep, a little uneasy, but it was fine. So, then, later, I woke up and I looked over at the clock and saw it was about 8:20ish, groaning (because who in the world would …show more content…

Then there was a dead man lying in the middle of the room, blood pooled around him. It was the most horrifying thing I have ever seen in my entire life. Even just thinking about it makes me sick. I tried to ask my mom who it was, but it took a couple tries due to the fact I was staring at a dead body, right in the “safety” of my home.” I even made the finger quotations that people do, usually when they are being sarcastic, but there was nothing funny about this. “Once I finally got it out, all my mom did was shake her head and barely whisper: I don’t even know. There is a random, dead, man in the middle of my home. She said it like she was just realizing this. I asked her what we should do. She told me to go get the phone, so that’s what I did. Then that is when I called you guys.” I leaned back in the cold, metal chair. “I guess you guys know the …show more content…

“Brianna-“ “Call me Bri.” He looked a little annoyed but continued. “Okay. Bri, you don’t have any idea who that man was?” “Were you even listening? Seriously! No, I have absolutely NO IDEA who the dead guy is.” He gave his partner a look then went on. “Well, just last night there was another murder reported just across the street from your house. In the alley between the apartment complex, and the office building.” That part gave me some serious shivers, I go through that alley almost every day to get to my best friend Coralia’s house. Never again. “His exact description, along with another man’s was given. We suspect that something went wrong, and they had to find somewhere to hide, and chose your house, it being just across the street. We are thinking that the other man killed the man that you and your mother discovered. Do you have anything that could help us prove, or disprove this theory?” “Oh, wow, uh, no. I don’t, sorry.” I responded, having a sudden strong desire out of get out of my pajamas. “Alright then, as soon as we are done with speaking to your mother, you can both head home.” His partner finally piped up and

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