Something they don 't tell you about getting shot; it really fucks with your brains processing ability. Like, my ass just got

shot.

And the most important thing to me right now is trying to recall if I locked the door to my house before I died.

That has absolutely no bearing on my life now. I couldn 't go back and change it, I couldn 't ask my mom to fix it, I couldn 't tell her I 'm sorry if anything got stolen.

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The sky is so blue today. Everything seems so blurry, like it's moving in slow motion. A bird circles lazily overhead and the sun burns in the corner of my vision. A stray leaf floats into view and everything suddenly sharpens and snaps into focus.

My vision goes white. My breath catches in my throat as I fall backward. My shoulder meets something solid.

I scream.

For the first few seconds I can 't hear anything at all. Just a high pitched ringing and the droning hiss of static.