Andrews Diary

Chapter 6

The paper read "Death Certificate: Acknowledgement of the death of Andrew Johnson. On the day of April 3rd 2017.
"That's tomorrow." I thought in my head. Where they actually going to kill me? I couldn't leave then, I had to find out more. I flipped through the papers even more. I found a straight flight plane ticket to Canada. So they were gonna pretend I died and send me off?

I started opening up cabinets. I wanted to find a folder of Samantha so I can see exactly where she was going and I could go save her. No Samantha file to be found. I opened the last drawer hoping for something useful. Once I pulled it opened my eyes came to a shock. I looked at the cameras to make sure no one was coming. I picked up the gun and stuffed it inside my shirt in between my pants. I quickly ran out the room back into mine.

I took a deep breath. I wanted to cry and break down. I pulled my hair up to a messy bun. What did I get myself into? I laid in the old rusty bed,lost and didn't know what to do. I heard someone opening the door. I heard keys. He came in and started to say something,I didn't listen. I was desperate to get out. I pulled the gun out of my shirt and held it side ways awkwardly. I mean I never held a gun until then. That's how they did it in the movies. "Where did you get that" he said. "Don't question me"I said honestly I only said that because I didn't even know what I was doing.
He started laughing. "You can't  even hold it" he said.

"Don't make me shoot you." I said trying to hold in tears. I aimed the gun at he's leg. "You won't do-" he started to say. BANG! "Ughhh" he groaned. I snatched the keys off he's pants. And ran to Samantha's room. I tried all the keys. One finally worked. I opened the door...she was GONE!

I wanted to scream and cry. I ran back to the other room. "Where is she" I said aggressively. "Long gone" he said holding his shot wound. I started to point the gun at him. He then swiped me off my feet with his arm and the gun went flying across the room. I landed on my shoulder. "Ouch" I screamed. We looked at each other. I got up and ran to the gun. He crawled. As I was running he pulled me down again again and I landed on my knee. The gun sled to the wall. I turned back and kicked him in the face. I crawled up to the gun and grabbed it. I pulled myself up the wall. I limped toward him. "Please" he begged I lifted up the gun. BANG BANG BANG!

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