there" He says.
voiced makes my head pound. My heart beats even faster, in fear.
I turn, to the side of the road. The place is filled with stones
and dense trees. I can feel his gun at my temple.
that I'll die.
that I wouldn't see my wife and kids again.
The car stops
and there's a silence. Somehow, I'm happy about the silence. I
don't know what's gonna happen to me, but I hope my death would
be quick. I don't wanna die a slow and terrible
"Get out of
the car." He says after some precious moments of
I gather my
thoughts. I know my time has come. It's my time to leave this
world, never to return, never to be heard of again.
I try to
remember the scenery. It is raining heavily. I can hear the loud
beating of the rain on the car roof. I can hear the roaring
thunder and see lightning strikes in the distance.
"I said 'GET
OUT OF THE CAR'" He says.
But this time
he yells out at me. He sounds extremely annoyed and angry. I'm
expecting him to pull the trigger, but he doesn't. I slowly take
my hands off the steering wheel. They're pale, from gripping
tightly in fear, on the steering wheel.
Taking a deep
breath, I open the door, thinking that this breath would be my
last. The door opens slowly. The wind makes the icy, rain
particles, drop on me. I shiver because I'm both cold and
remove my seat belt. The gun is then removed from my temple. I
breathe a sigh of relief. But then, something jabs my temple
It's him. He
got out of the car swiftly; now, he had his gun at my temple
"Get out NOW"
He yells again.
climb out, now glad, I had taken my time before.
what's gonna happen to me, in the next few seconds.
I'd be dying
of a cold, then, there would be a loud bang, something would hit
me, and I'd fall to the ground dead.
I don't know
what he's gonna do with my body. Maybe he's dug a grave deep in
the ground just for me.
He pushes me
roughly in front of him. This time, he moves his gun, from my
temple, to the back of my neck. It seems he jabbed it really hard
on my neck, because it really hurts.
steps forward."He says.
I hesitate for
an instant. But I can't escape my destiny. I'm meant to die
today. I can't change the future. I'm not some sort of
steps forward!" He yells again.
I force my
feet to move off the ground. Three steps
I walk three
steps. I take a deep breath in. I'm so cold. I cross my arms on
I hear a loud
cracking sound in the air. I close my eyes. Something hits my
back. My knees buckle and I land on the ground. I'm dead. Yes I'm
Gone. . . Gone
. . . Gone . . . Gone forever.
I would never
see my two year old daughter and my three year old son again. I
would never be with my wife again. I wouldn't be with her when
she grows old. I wouldn't see my two children grow up to be
I lay on the
cold ground that night, not moving. My eyes closed and I began to
dream a dream that would never end. That night was the
3rd of March 2003