I tried to get up and he shot me right after he said that. Everything went black. I felt like I was sinking. I can't even describe what it was like.
I see it 50 times a day ... the look on his face, clenching his teeth as he pulled the trigger.
I was awake a long time. I just laid there, wondering if someone was going to find me ... praying that I would live ... but not wanting to live. It was probably the craziest 13 hours ... just laying there not being able to move.
I thought it was still morning, because it was still kind of cool inside the apartment. The morning air ... I could still feel that.
