A boy brought a gun to school today.
The boy held that gun up to a teacher,
I saw that boy with gun.
I was standing near the boy and teacher,
The teacher told the boy to put the gun down.
The teacher was coming closer towards the boy.
The boy and the teacher was struggling,
There was a shot.
Everything went quiet.
There was no more struggling.
Why are people looking at me?
I'm starting to feel a bit weak and cold!
Why am i having trouble breathing?
People are all around me.
People are saying its going to be OK.
The boy was yelling "IT WASN'T ME"
What are they talking about??
You have been shot, somebody said.
Your going to a good place now.
Now rest!
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