Our love died along with me

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My name is jasper creed and I'm dead. I had the perfect life. My parents were in love and never fought. My girlfriend was beautiful and talented. Me and my family had the best relationship. We went out to eat every Friday and we always let my dad decide.  My biggest goal to achieve was to travel the US with my girlfriend Josette. The way she looked at me whenever made me feel safe. She made me feel loved. No one has ever made me feel the way she made me feel. I was in love. Her eyes was a golden hazel which shone like the sun. Her skin was always soft, warm and pale. It reminded me of a blanket that just came out of the dryer. Her hair was a natural dark brown, but the way it lit up in the sunlight made it seem like a lighter brown. Her voice was soft. She was by far the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes upon.
I on the other hand, I cannot see myself from her point of view so I cannot explain how I smiled or how I looked when I saw something that made my eyes lit up but I could give you the basics. My hair is a golden blonde, my eyes are a dark brown almost black.

The day that I died happened like any other day. It was normal. Completely. I woke up at 6:00 am. I left at 6:30 am. I got Josette at 7:00 am and arrived at school at 7:15 am. The whole day was just boring. The last hour of the school day I left early and headed home. I was stuck at a red light and my window was down. I had no AC in the car and it was 90 degrees outside. I looked over to my left out the window and I saw a gun pointed in my face.  Then I heard it "POP" "POP" "POP" "POP" three in the chest one in the head. Whoever killed me was out to get me.

I saw the paramedics drag my body out of the car. It was traumatic for anyone to see. I saw cameras flashing and news reporters In front of cameras. I saw mothers covering their children's eyes while they drive pass. The paramedics put my body into a ambulance, I got in with them and we drove off. They tried CPR over and over again. Then I heard.
"Time of death; 4:17 pm" when we arrived at the hospital. Doctors and nurses took my body to a room. I overheard that they were going to do an autopsy on me and I didn't want to see them cut me open and take the bullets out of me.

At home, my parents heard the news and they've cried for hours on end. I was their only child. They called Josette and told her the news. I could hear it in her voice that she was heartbroken. I wish I was there to comfort her. All I wanted to do in that moment was to hold her. I saw her phone light up over and over again. Her friends texting her, guys texting her asking if she okay and that they heard the news. I know how guys work and In that moment I was incredibly angry, not at her but at the men texting her.