Chasing Sunsets

Eyes of a Killer -Esther

There was a flash of light from the desk and for a moment, everything was quiet. Then came the heat. And the screams. So similar. Too familiar. Miss was trying to get us out the classroom. The alarms were blasting out mega noise and hurting my ears.

*Flashback*

The door to class room 38 burst open and I looked up from my work, BANG! A gun shot sounded through the room. What's going on? I thought. Another shot was fired and Mr Adams collapsed. It was at that point I realised this was real, and dangerous. Screams filled the school and the fire alarms had been set off. Rosie pulled my arm,

"Esther... what's happening?" she asked slowly, her voice was trembling.

"I don't know Rosie, I don't know." I said. Another shot was fired and James fell to the floor. I ran to him and looked up to the door.

There was a man stood there, clad in black, holding a large gun... that was pointed at me.

"Esther! Go!" James croaked and I tried to pull him up.

"James! Come on!"

"Esther!" Rosie screamed as the gun was fired. She launched herself from my side to the floor, in front of me and James. As the bullet hit her chest a small sound escaped her mouth like a gasp.

"Rosie!" James croaked but I understood we needed to go. I felt numb, and so calm. I understand I should have been screaming and hysterical but I was in shock. The terrorist had turned to other members of the class, unaware, and not caring about us. I lay my hand on Rosie's cheek, her eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling, she saved me, I realised and whispered, "Thank you, I'll miss you so much," a tear fell down my face. It felt like my world was over. "Goodbye."

I turned to James, "We need to leave."

"We can't just leave her here!" James protested in a weak voice.

"We have no choice." I said in a surprisingly calm voice. "Where are you hurt?"

"My leg," he groaned "I won't be able to walk."

I sighed, "Okay," I supported him as we crawled/walked to the open window. I helped him as he climbed out the smashed glass. I glanced back at the ransacked room 38 and stared into the cool blue eyes of Rosie's killer, eyes I would never forget, an then I saw the gun, once again trained on me.