MY HERO, MY LOVE, MY LIFE

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
this story is about a dream. that could most likely be a memoir as well. only te first two chapters are going to be added and if i get enough commments and askings ill post the rest. this is about how I find that my 4 year crush has been shot 4 times while trying to save me.

Submitted: June 14, 2011

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Chapter 1
THE WALK
BANG! That’s all it took to make me realize the meaning of life. I should probably start at the beginning. He came to school ready to get a detention for not having the permission slip to Settlers Park… I gave I quick prayer asking god to help him. Before I knew it…. The phone rang. It was his mom…she had brought the permission slip! That’s how the day started. Before I knew it, Miss Scrogstad was piling us all outside so we could walk to settlers park. It started with a peaceful walk…. me walking with Taylor and Jessica. Then, before I could say anything else, the gun shots started followed by screaming. People started frantically running from the back. In all the chaos, I fell and Taylor and Jessica were shoved ahead. The men in black were coming towards me, gun in hand. I couldn’t get up since I had hurt my leg so all that was left to do was pray. I stopped thinking about everything else and focused on BELIEVING. Then, a series of events occurred. First, a gun shot was fired then I was shoved out of the way…. And then….. People starting screaming CALL 911!!!!
Chapter 2
WHAT
2 hours later I woke up to the sound of hushed voices. I looked up to see my mom arguing with a doctor. At first I was confused but then it all came back to me. I realized that their was an ugly black bandage wrapped around my head and made a self-note to myself to try and change the fashion consultant at this hospital. UGH! What hideous choice of color and style. Ok, back to the story. Before I could think more about anything, Taylor rushed towards me. She looked like she had been crying. Out of instinct I asked the first thing that came out of my mind. “Where’s T.J.” she responded by simply telling me that he was in the room with the person who saved me along with Molly and Jessica. The only question that now popped in my mind was… who saved me? Before I could ask Taylor who my hero or heroine was, my mom rushed into the room thanking god that I was okay and that I would soon be able to leave this terrible place with inconsiderate doctors. We hugged and talked for around half an hour and then the doctor came in and told her that he had to run some tests so my mom would have to leave. This frustrated my mom but my dad finally convinced her to leave. (thank god) ….. and then I remembered, during all this commotion I had forgotten to ask someone who had actually saved my life! I stopped the doctors at once to tell me who had saved my life and how he/she was doing at the time. Dr. McCall said that the person that saved me was a boy that happened to be walking right behind me when I fell. She said that she didn’t know who the boy was but he was in a critical condition. He had been shot 4 times in his stomach and had collapsed at the scene. The doctor said that I wasn’t allowed to leave my room without supervision so I called Molly to escort me to my hero’s room. On my way there, I saw lots of people that I didn’t expect to see… I saw Mrs. Capezio, Anthony, Gianna, and an older man that looked like he could be Mr. Capezio. I walked into the room and saw a bandaged and bruised body. I took a closer look and it was none other than… NICHOLAS CAPEZIO.


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