As I regained conscientiousness, I remember asking what is that blood from; I blamed deciding to walk alone down this dark alley on a rainy night, I remember seeing bright Headlights coming toward me. I knew I was stubborn when I decided to take a shortcut to the party. Everyone decided to take the long way because it seemed safer. As the lights came closer I remember something coming behind me. I just couldn't stand there doing nothing. So I decided to duck, thinking maybe I can save myself. Ending up I did save myself, but one thing that I did noticed that there was blood on the ground, and someone laying on the ground across the alley from me. As i went into the vestibule no one even noticed that there was a dead body laying outside of that door.
I couldn't decide if leaving the body was the right thing to do or not. So, I left i didn't want part in something I didn't do. I went inside and I told everyone I wasn't feeling good that I needed to leave. I had Henry take me home. I told him about the body and being hit and he said I was crazy... Then I began to wonder if I really was...
Doing the right thing or not cause that psycho person that killed that person. He could some how find out that it was me that either saw him and moved it or turned it in and him end up killing me. yikes!!! Better think about that better don't you think??.. Thinking or thoughting isn't really the same thing.
Friday, November 20, 2009
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