Monday, March 11, 2013

Life Flash

The phone was ringing so I picked it up and it was my friend and he had called to see if I wanted to come over and I said yes not knowing that as soon as I stepped through the door my life as I knew it would never be the same. “I’ll be back I’m going over to a friend’s house” I yelled to my mom. “Okay be back before 9:00” she yelled back. I’m 16 and this is the day that will change my life forever. As I open the door and start to walk towards my friend’s house I am suddenly on the ground with my life flashing before my eyes and this, this is what it looks like.
I’m 5 years old only 3.5 feet tall and at my birthday party I had all my friends invited and we are having a fun time eating cake and just pigging out on the couch playing the new video-game one of them got me. After the party with my older brother holding my hat too high for me to reach me jumping to grab it both of us are smiling and laughing.
At eight I was extremely smart for my age, out-smarting everyone I knew (even the teachers some of the time).  I was also extremely athletic out-running, out-lifting and out-smarting every kid I knew.  I was the king.  There was not anyone who could take me down until one day I got too cocky, too fancy, and too hotheaded and was dethroned by a peasant who in the end became my friend.
At 12 I was a co-king along with my friend who dethroned me when I was 8 we were unstoppable and inseparable until I was betrayed :I had a girlfriend who I liked and she liked me back but I guess I wasn't the only one that she liked. I found out when I walked around the corner into a deserted hallway when I felt betrayed by both of them.
On my 16th birthday, I wake up to my eyes being covered by a blindfold and my parents saying get out of bed, go downstairs and then go outside.  When I got out side, they took off the blind fold and the first thing I saw was the car of my dreams.
After my life flash, I was in a pool of blood when my heart stops beating my life cut short by the  stray bullet of a drive by shooting.

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