Brooke's POV
Alison and I walked to Auntie Anne's to get some pretzels. We walked into the store and kids came rushing toward us.
"That was weird." Alison said.
I kept quiet and peeked around the corner where all the people came from, I saw a cop bleeding badly and I tall Caucasian holding 3 wait no 4 people hostage. I turned to Alison and quietly said there is an almost dead cop & 4 people being kept as hostages. I knew she would scream do I put my hand over her mouth. "look" I said. Brandon,Bailey,Jacob, and some girl I don't recognize is in there. we have to help them,but... I don't know what to do. I started shaking uncontrollably and crying. Alison tried to quiet me down, but I couldn't take it I guess the man heard me because next thing I know I woke up with the worst headache ever. Alison tried to fill me in , but the man holding us hostage told her to shut up. "What is going to happen to us?" I dared to say. He pulled out his gun and said," that depends on you." His eerie smile gave me a panic attack. All I could do Is hum" I've got chills and there multiplying,and I'm losing control..."
ALISON'S POV
The cop died.😭😭😭😭 But he died to help save the group of kids that ran toward us when we first walked in.
I tried to tell Brooke everything would be fine,but how could I? I don't even know what's going to happen to us. I chose that moment to pray" dear God, please help us through this situation I don't know what the purpose is, but let it be for your glory(and if possible pleeeeease show us away out safely)" I opened my eyes and had a brilliant idea . The man made the other 4 people give him their cellphones,but not Brooke and I. I waited until the next time he turned around and I called 911 and slid the phone across the room then Brooke and I grab the other 3 and took off running. The man saw Brooke and I as we were running at the door, he took out his pistol and pulled the trigger. But really I'm not that stupid...I emptied his gun before we left. he started to run after us , but he was too late. the cops,ambulances,and our families were outside,and everybody was prepared to kick some butt.(of course we convinced them that the police would handle it). the doctors came and made sure we were all right even though we assured them we were physically fine(except for Brooke's headache). I also told their was a dead cop.Emotionally we were a wreck.All of our parents took us to get some ice cream , but none of us felt like it. we went home went to sleep and tried to act like it was just a dream,but it wasn't . the next day my parents told me the man had gotten life in prison. they asked if I wanted to go to church. I turned around very slowly and said "I prayed right before we escaped, and Jesus never left me or ignored me. He nOt only saved my life, but he gave me peace. The very least I can do is go to church and worship him. I didn't know how the other five were coping,but I know that as long as God is on my side nothing can stop me!" We got in the car and headed to church. "I think I know God's purpose in this situation." I said. He has definitely strengthened our relationship with each other and with Him."
