"Bye mom love you!" Is Hoyt trough the house.
"Bye love you" my mom says. I close the door and run to the bus my feet slap against the pavement with my old nikes. I run up the steps of the bus and was greeted by Mrs. Franker our old not to mention nice bus driver.
"Hi sweetie get a seat." Mrs. Franker said. I walk down the rows of seats looking in the ocean of faces for my best friend Hazel.
"Liberty over here!" Hazel shouts throw the noise of music and gossiping teenagers.
"Hey hazel what's up?"
"Nothing but guess what their was this really cute guy..." I zoned out after I heard the words really cute guy. The bus pulls up at the school after what felt like hours of Hazel talking about guys. I mean I love her but it can get annoy some times. I went straight to my locker. The hallways of West Brooke High School floods with teenagers. My locker was on the other side of the school so it took a while. I come to my locker to see I weird making out couple in my locker ew. I push them and put my lock combo in. I pull out my English stuff and head to class.
"Almost late Ms. Shall." Said my English teacher.
"well I wasn't late." I say flatly and go to sit down. After 40 minutes into the lesson I was ready to leave.
"Red alert this is not a drill!" Came over the speakers. What the heck was red alert? Wait no that means there's an intruder. My stomach sinks I feel my hands getting sweating. We were the close to the office. Our teacher shut the door and locks it. We all hide. After what seemed ten minutes I heard screaming. I held my breath. I saw i masked man on the other side of the half glass and wood door. He shoots the lock and the door creeks open. The silence that comes is killing me. He walks in and asks one question.
"Who in here is Christian?" He shouts. " I will shoot all of you if none of you admit it." I was always showing my faith I even talked about it once in a presentation once for world religions.
" she is." The boy squeaks from the the back. He points to me. My stomach drops.
"hmm this is true isn't it" he asks me. My mind races what should I say I can't find my faith.
"Yes I do" I say.
"Well then" he says he pulls rope and ties me to my chair. My gives me blow to the stomach. Pain erupts in my stomach. " are you still think there is q God?"
" yes"
Then he pulls out a gun. "Well if you want to believe you will die then." He places the barrel of the gun on my head. The cold metal gives me chills.
"So do you still believe in this god now."
"Yes I do believe." With that he pulls the trigger.
CLASSMATE VIEW
He pulled the trigger as Liberty drops to the floor. She's gone.
"I'm done here." The man says and with that he puts the gun to his head and pulls to trigger. I'm still starring at the Liberty . The blood is pooling around her life less body. She did nothing but defended her faith.
