"What?" "Yeah,. the class is in the choir room hiding and I was sent back to get you and run you to the police!" He had fear in his eyes and so did I. "But, I don't feel any different...nor do I hurt?" He gave me a wimpy smile and kept running for the doors. The doors where onyl a few feet away until, Tom tripped. He grunted in pain and tried to stand back up. He looked around searching for the shooter, there was np sight of him so eh got up and walked very slowly. "Tom! There he is at the door!!!" Tom yelled and turned around runninng for the 6th grade hallway. My vision got blurry in the mean time and it kinda bothered me so I told Tom about it. When I told him this he ran in a math room and hid under the teachers desk. He put me down beside him and gave me a  worried look that could depress anyone at this point. "Alex, I hate to say this but, if we don't get you out there...you're gonna die." I closed my eyes and wimpered to myself. "Then we have to get out there Thomas." He gave me a confused look and htne spoke, "But how? It would be nearly impossible to get you outta here before you...die." I poked my head out of the desk and crawled over to the door, "Alex! What are you doing!" "Shhhhh! Trying to save our butts!" I tried to give him the hand signal to come here but I wasn't sure if I had given the right one. Now my head throbbed in paain and I couldn't tell what anything was unless it was a person. "Now, since I can't see any more Tom I need you to look down the hallway and tell me if oyu se anything." He gave me the are you crazy look and then slowly leaned forword to the door. He stuck out his head bit by bit and htne turned around back to me. "No, nothing's there." "Good. Now follow me." "Okay..." I crawled outside of the door and shoved myself agianst the wall for some reason I didn't know of. He followed em and kept a watch out for anythignn thtat would hurt us. When we got to the end of the hallway I began to feel dizzy and statrted to loose my energy. I curled up in a ball and leaned int eh corner, "Get the choir teacher, tell him I'm dieing and everything else that happened." He looked like he was gonna cry but how would I know, he looked all blurry to me! I saw his figure run down the choir hall way and disapear. I soon heard footsteps coming my way, followed bya  shadow that didn't belong to Tom nor the choir teacher. It was a long stalky body that hung over like  a dead tree. I couldn't feel worried for my brain was nearly dead. A man swooped down to my face and seemed to have a plastic plate over his  face. He pulled out something and spoke into it. When he was done he picked me up and statred to walk. I wanted to scream and cry but there wasn't a single thing I could do now. I knew I was gonna die today, and in the most horrible way I could imagine. All your brain cells dead, not being able to feel anything or see! The man carried me outside and out me in a truck. I could yell at him or anything! Just sit there and slowly die. The truck came to a complete stop infront of a big white building with red crosses all over it. He lifted me up out of ht etruck and ran me inside of the place where a woman stood with a wheelchair. She rolled me intot he elevator and into a big room with...a pattern of something all over the walls. All the sudden the room was filled with people in white suits with tools in their hand. One of them whispered to me "Just relaxe and everything will be okay sweets." I tried ot cry but he only thing that happened was the sky went black and I coudln't see a thing.  After a long while I opened my eyes and saw that I was in a hospital room. My mother was in the chair sleeping, Max and Matthew in a bed. But dad was standing next to me with his eyes closed praying that I was gonna wake up sometime soon and not leav ehim old and weak any time soon. I tapped on his hand and he opened his eyes, he ahd  a huge smile on his face and then yelled "She's alive!" Max, Mat, and mom woke up and rushed over to my bed. Max looked confused but happy and Matthew looked like he had just seen an angle himself. Ont eh other hand mom had tears in her eyes and was clutching my hand as if no one could take us apart agian...Write more later