The metal doorknob flies off.
" He shot the doorknob" a kid yells.
I hid in Cams chest as tears are pouring down my face. The door gets pushed open slowly and standing at the door was a man holding a bottle of rum in one hand and a gun in the other.
" There you are my Boy" he says with a smile on his face.
" Dad?" Cam yells.
I let go of cam and sit up.
" You, you are the only one that needs to be dead right now. I wasn't planning on killing anyone else but you know I get a little carried away." He says.
" Dad your drunk" Cam cries.
I can see the pain that's forming him.
" If you weren't here at all none of this would ever happen. Your mom wouldn't leave me, your friends would be alive, and I wouldn't be living on the fucking streets." He yells.
" It's your fault mom and I left." Cam yells.
" Because of you I can afford anything, I pay for your ass every month. So if you weren't here I wouldn't need to pay anymore." He says as he starts to lift his arm up pointing the gun at Cam.
" No dad please it's not my fault" he cries.
" It really is"
A bullet goes right into Cams chest. The FBI tackled cams father. They were behind him and they waited till he shot someone. I turn to my left to see him struggling. I hug him avoiding the wound.
" Cam, no no no stay with me please I need you" I cry.
More FBI agents enter and they take cam to the ambulance waiting outside. I stand behind the agents as their placing him in the ambulance as fast as they can keeping him alive.
It takes off with the blue and red lights flashing. I break down crying and coming from behind me is Cams mom. She stands me up and gives me a hug.
" It's ok , Im here" Cams mom says.
She's also crying.
" Come with Me" she says.
I follow her to her car and we start to drive to the hospital where cam is. We park then we start to run through the doors.
" where's my son" cams mom screams.
" What's his name mam" the lady at the front desk asks.
" Cam, Cam Richards." She says out of breath.
" And what's your name and ID" the lady asks.
Cams mom shows her ID and proceeds to tell the lady I'm with her. She sends us to the waiting room because Cams in surgery.
We sit in the plastic blue chairs. My bum goes numb after the first 10 minutes. H
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Non-FictionThis story is about the two perspectives about a school shooting. When reading you feel find out the true feelings one another has about the shooting. So let's find out what obstacles they go through on the way!
