"Sweetheart, this was for you." a familiar voice whispered in my ear before I heard their footsteps walk away. I passed out, waking up in a hospital bed. What happened? Why am I here? I look around and see the News. A school shooting. I remember.

I had been in the bathroom, skipping class because we had a test that I was so not prepared for. Pretty sure I was in the bathroom, messaging my friend William. He was absent that day, and was asking me if I was skipping the test because I responded more than usual during school hours. Before I knew it, a gun shot had went off and screaming struck out. I heard the intercom turn on, the lady speaking before another blast was heard. She was gasping and screaming. Before I knew it, everything went quiet. Two girls had ran in the...