Monaday, 7am. I was still on the ground thinking of what to do and what will happen. I got control of myself and forced myself up. I had no more time to be here and get wrongfully accused. I looked around, the street lights were switching color from green to red after a while I noticed that no one was around so I forced my self to look back down, the body was still there I could see blood dripping from were the bullet entered and a pool of blood underneath I just stared I was shocked of what had just happened before me, but it happened and i couldnt change it so i just grabbed my gun and got into the van. Ignited the engine and sped off. The body still laying in the street it was still there.
