It was cold and rainy, my ride was almost here. It was November 19, 2018 and I was going to a party, which has not been good in the past, from police investigations, to people getting arrested and years in prison. But I didn’t care, I was young.
It was November 19th, and we just arrived. I was pretty nervous, and I felt like everyone was staring at me, but no, I was just paranoid. About an hour later I was sitting on the couch watching football with some of my friends when a gunshot comes from the other room. I quickly threw Michael on the ground and then got under a table. You couldn’t get much time to focus and process what’s going on when everyone’s screaming, and there's a dead person in the other room.
When I was running I felt a sharp pain in my ankle, and I just froze there an looked behind me, there he was... Matthew?