Another short story writing thingy

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     I took off down the hall.

     I have to find her, I thought. She has to be here somewhere.

     We were in different rooms, and I didn't know what had happened before he came to the one I was in. All I knew was that we were hiding in the corner, many of us crying, and there were countless gunshots.

     I came to the door of the room she had been in when it happened. What I saw horrified me.

     Everyone that has been in there with her, lied on the ground, dead. Some were only shot once, some were shot ten times. She was one of the unlucky ones. I ran to her side, my head spinning.

     She can't be gone. I just talked to her less than three hours ago. 

     I looked at her up and down. She had been shot eight times. Two bullets in her left arm, three in her stomach, one in her chest, and two in her head. I was already bawling harder than I ever had before.

     She was all I had left. My mom was an addict who was rarely home and when she was I couldn't get any sleep. My dad had left us before I could even call him one.

     She gave me a reason to wake up. She was my reason to get out of bed and go to school. I looked forward to just seeing her. Her smile was infectious and her eyes were brighter than the stars. But now they were nothing but a dull and cloudy grey.

     I knew she was gone and there was nothing I could do, but I still tried not to believe it. I tried to pretend that this was a dream. That I would wake up and Mrs. Callahan would yell at me for falling asleep in calculus again.

     But I didn't.

     The police were yelling to leave the room and go to an ambulance to see if I was okay. They ended up carrying me out while I screamed and yelled to let me stay with her.

     And now, here I am. On top of this building. The tallest building in our town to be exact. With nothing left to motivate me, what's left to hold me back?

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I got really good feedback on the last one I did so I decided to do another one. I hope you liked it!

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