The End!

It's a shot

It's written in multible perspectives.
Lauren, her boyfriend Joey and her dad!
So if I write POV and a name it means that it's written in their perspective.
Let's start!

Intodruction

Hey everyone,
my name is Lauren Wollington and I was 15 years old when all of this happened one year ago. I just got into my second year of Highschool which is near to monument valley and it's mountains. I am a pretty basic girl. I like shopping, horseback riding and meeting up with friends, I'm good in school and people say I'm polite, friendly, funny and good to have around. Also, I am dead.

                      Chapter 1

Lauren POV

"Wake up Lauren" I heard my dad shouting through the door. I slowely got out of bed and got dressed. I went downstairs and found my dad in the kitchen. He gave me a sandwhich in one hand and my keys in the other one. "Come on, you don't have lots of time it's already 7:30." He said in a rush. "Have a good day at school." While I was running outside I shouted a fast "Thanks dad" back and went outside to run to the bus station. I saw the bus and ran faster. I jumped inside just a second before the doors closed. Just a bit later and I would've missed it. "Oh there you are." I turned around and saw my best friend Tessa standing behind me. She tried to look serious but failed miserably. "How can you manage to be late all the time. It's like...if you're late today then put your alarm up 10 minutes earlier for tomorrow." I rolled my eyes. "It's not that easy, Tess'! If I put it up 10 minutes earlier than it takes me 10
Minutes more to get ready. That's just how my brain works." Now it was to her to roll the eyes. After about 15 more minutes we were at our school. There we met some more if our friends my boyfriend Joey. He smiled at me and we went inside to have our first period. It was math. I hated math more than any other subject so I was very glad when it was over. Joey, who was a year older than me and had English in his first period, already waited in the lunch hall. We sat down and wanted to start talking when a loud boom let the whole building "beben". We looked up in confusion when a second boom came. This time closer than before. And then we knew. Joey grabbed my hand and started running. We had to and get somewhere save. We ran in a hallway and a few more bullets flew through the air. And then it happened. I heard an other shot and felt how my whole body got blasted away from Joey, away from my school, away from my dad, away from this world.

Joey POV

I heard the bullet and knew it immediatly. I screamed and wanted to protect Lauren. Lauren my one true love. But it was to late. The bullet had already found it's way into her back. She fell and my hand got seperated from hers. I wanted to run to her amd stay with her forever. Mayve I could still save her, maybe it wasn't too late yet but before I was able to even move Lauren's best friend Tessa grapped my arm and dragged me into a dark room and closed the door. I was in shook and couldn't even cry. I just sat there in the dark and waited with a few others until the cops would get here or...or what ever the plan was. After about 15 minutes someone opened the door and said something. I didn't know what it was because in the moment I heard the sound I felt the shook falling off me. In that moment I started crying and lay down on the ground. I cried and it was as if everything had faided out. Everyone who was talking to me. Their voices were nothing more than a sound. A sound like the one that was the last thing my girlfriend would ever hear.

Dad POV

The phone ringed. "Wollinton here" I said. "Hello Mr. Wollington? Here's Lauren's High school." After a few minutes and a very nervous and emotional speech from Lauren's principal I hung up. It couldn't be. It just couldn't. My daughter....my...my daughter couldnmt be gone. She had to be there, somewhere. I didn't feel anything. It felt as if my whole body had been frozen and put into a state that was without any emotions. I didn't want it to me true and I wa snearly sure it wasn't. I was gona wake up in a second because my alarm was ringing and then I would call for Lauren who had oberslept her alarm again. She would come down and have breakfast or at least run out of the house with a fast good bye. But none if it happened.

   ~ two weeks later ~

The dead of my daughter Lauren had been two weeks ago. A student had brought a gun to school because he had gotten thrown out of school. The reason was his mental illness and that all the teachers agreed he should better go to a special school for "people like him". That had given his illness the rest. And I had been asked to say something in front if tonse of layers and some other important people. And it was today.

Joey POV

I was listening to the speech of her dad and tears were streaming down my face. The other parents of all the other victims were already finished. Lauren's dad was the last and he said so many beautiful things even though it seemed like they were flying by without staying. But two of them did stay. He said "Sometimes it's all very stressful in the morning and she's just running outside with a quick good bye dad and I don't always get to say I love you....and I don't remember if I could tell her that morning." I teared up again. Now I realized that I didn't know if I had told her that I loved either. The second thing that stayed on my mind was "It's not only that this kid had a mental illness. If we wouldn't sell guns to everyone who wanted one, this wouldn't have happened." This wouldn't have happened....this wouldn't have happened. What would have been if everything were different. Where would we be right now? Would Lauren sit next to me? Would she smile? Would we all be happy? All of those questions crossed my mind in less than a second. After he was finished I went home. I was tired and exhausted because I hadn't slept a lot lately. I kept getting nightmares of that shooter's bullet touching my girlfriends back. In a week there would be the funeral of my girlfriend. This wasn't right. A 15 year old girl who had done nothing wrong in her life was not supposed to die and then again she died in her own school where she should be save! And I didn't even get to say a real goodbye that she should have gotten.

Lauren POV

There you go...now you know my story. The story of how I and 16 others died because of one mentally ill child. And honestly...at first I didn't even want to tell you this but then I realized how important it is to know it because what this kid has done wasn't right but maybe, if others knew about it they could do better next time and maybe think about who to sell guns to. Because I don't think that the four presidents that are carved into the rocks at Monument Valley would have wanted that this is what happens to the country they have formed. Because they stand for the pride of America and pride doesn't mean killing.