At around 11:30something last night, I heard something that sounded like a gunshot. At first, I thought that maybe one of the movers downstairs dropped something really heavy on the concrete but then I heard screaming... "CALL 911! CALL 911!"... I was so concerned. This was happening RIGHT UNDER MY BALCONY. I go out, and there's a young girl on the ground laying in her own blood.
My heart sank. I've never seen a dead body in this kind of situation before... all of the tenants started to come out and gather around the scene. Everyone standing on their balconies, kids looking out of their windows, and those just getting home absolutely shocked. Within minutes, about 10 cop cars and 2 fire trucks were completely surrounding my building. All of these things were happening and the only thing I could of think of was about her loved ones. Mom, dad, siblings if any... no one got to say goodbye. Who was she? What did she leave behind?...
Value your gift of life. You never know how long it will be.
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