Life. Part 3
 

I ran into the hall and I saw a boy with a gun, I think his name was Scott. My english teacher yelled at me to come back into the classroom, but I didn't have time to. Scott turned and pointed the gun right at me. I froze, I didn't know what to do. His hand was shaking, I could tell he was scared, I was scared too. I saw someone laying on the floor. There was blood on the floor next to her. But the girl moved, so I knew she wasn't dead, yet. 
"Scott.. Don't shoot me. You don't know what you're doing. You don't want to kill anyone."
Suddenly he looked mad. His finger was on the trigger and I decided that I should stop talking and try to get back to my classroom. I started to move back to class where my teacher was standing at the door waiting for me, she was too scared to come all the way into the hallway.
Wow, what a wimp. I thought to myself.
"Stop, don't move" Scott said and pointed the gun at me again.
I froze, and I didn't move again. All the teachers were standing in the doorways of their classrooms and they didn't seem like they knew what to do in this situation. None of them tried to help me. They just looked at me with worried expressions. Finally I heard some police sirens. Scott dropped the gun and ran into a classroom and out the window. I ran up to the girl on the floor. She was bleeding badly and I couldn't believe who it was. It was Annie.


Sorry it's short..
Should I keep going?