s almost dead and his mother was trying to crawl away. I saw Leigh race into the kitchen just after I pulled the trigger and shot both of his parents dead. I reloaded the gun and walked calmly into the kitchen. I knew that I wouldn't leave this kitchen alive, I could feel it in my stomach. Leigh charged at me and stabbed me in the middle of my chest. I pulled the trigger on the gun and Leigh flew through his kitchen window, he was still alive, but only just. As I was about to pull the knife out of my bloody chest, I could hear millions of people screaming, then they all began to ask me different questions, and then they all began to talk to each other. I couldn't think. My head began to spin and everything was blurring. I quickly pulled the knife out of my chest, I think that hurt more then when Leigh stabbed it into me. I slashed my ankles, and then my wrists. There was blood everywhere, then I vomited. I could feel chunks of blood flowing out of my mouth, like water flowing over a waterfall. Then, in a final act of insanity, I rammed the gun down my throat, ready to pull the trigger. At that moment, everything was calm and silent. It seemed as if nothing had happened and the world was a beautiful place. Then I pulled the trigger. A flash of white came rushing through my head. This lasted for only a few seconds. Then I blanked out. When I woke up I wondered where I was. I looked at my chest - there were no scars at all. I looked around, the room - it seemed very familiar. I heard a voice yell, "Cameron, don't be late for school!" It was my mother. I sat up and ran around the house, faster then I had ever ran in my life. I was home! Did God give me another chance? I didn't really care, but when I went to school that day, there was a new guy in my class, his name was Leigh. He was a really great guy - my best friend, in fact. "We got on like a cat on fire". By the time I went to bed that night, I had an idea of what had happened. I had d...
