bullets

shots

it was a typical monday morning. i was in my first period class. spanish. my friend ava and i were laughing about something dumb. as per usual. but things weren't the same. something was.... off. i wasn't sure what. but it was. i turned to ask ava if she felt off too, but all i saw was her empty desk. her bag wasn't by the side like it usually was. it was gone. and so was she. i turned to see that the entire classroom had vanished. it was just me. what could be happening? is everyone okay? why me? all questions that ran through my head.
i tried to stand up and walk around but my feet seemed glued to the floor. i was stuck. what way do i go? what am i supposed to do?
i sat there in silence. starring at the clock as time went by. it was already the end of the period. everyone was still gone. there was no ruckus from the hallways where my fellow students transferred to their next classes. everything was silent. and cold. the next time i looked at the clock it was the middle of second period. all was silent again. until i heard the shots.