Police

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The criminal shouts, "if you don't give me the car and money I'll shoot!"
Apparently he is doing car theft and robbery. "Calm down", says my teacher calmly. She pulls out her phone and dials 911.
"GIVE ME THE DAMN CAR!!"
Desireé is just staying still frozen in shock.
Soon the police arrive. "It's ok, just put the gun down and let go of the girl", says the police officer calmly, trying not to provoke to criminal even more. The officer speaks into his radio, calling the SWAT forces for backup. The intruder is glaring at the police officer, then at the gun, then at Desireé. Then at the officer, the gun, and then Desireé. He then repeats his sentence,"GIVE ME THE DAMN MONEY AND CAR, or I'll shoot her.", The terror finally gets to Desireé, knowing that her life could end any second now. Her eyes are tearing up and she mouths the word "help". I'm just looking at her, there's nothing I can do. I feel so selfish.
I remember when we were only in 4th grade Desireé and I had a serious conversation. It was that if we were in a life or death situation, that we would risk our own lives to save each other. Of course then we didn't know what we were talking about back then. But now that we're in 8th grade I wonder if I still would.

The SWAT forces arrive shortly after. They do their smooth talking to the criminal, trying to persuade him to let go of Desireé and the gun. Because that's what they were trained to do. I can't help but feel guilty right now because I'm not helping my friend. But that would probably be stupid, because then we would both get shot. I'm also very, very scared and worried ( so is the rest of the class ) because what if this all doesn't work and someone gets hurt. I glance at my other friends. Heather is weeping into Thomas's shoulder, while Thomas is rubbing her back gently. Axel is gazing into space, and Dawn is muttering words in Hebrew, maybe they are prayers.

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