He's DEAD.
Wait, He's dead?
Like Dead ,as in DEAD?!!!
I stood there frozen , watching his body on the floor, thinking of how this man was just speaking two minutes ago.
Whispers filled the air, as everyone was giving opinions on what just happened.
My head was in a haze when Sir Simon broke the silence.
He sighed.
"Well, what do we do about the body? " He said, his face grim with a downcast expression as a lady in the crowd began wailing loudly.
"It was his choice. He chose to do it this way" He said.
A few young men carried...