Death

I hear a shot,
People are screaming.
We all fall silent,
Ignorant of what is happening.

We all line up,
Against the wall.
We don't know,
What to do.

Someone begins to bang on the door,
And I can barely breath.
I hear a crack,
And the door breaks in.

I run away,
From the scary man.
He's holding a gun,
And he fires it.

I turn around,
As my best friend screams,
He falls,
And I run to his side.

I yell his name,
He doesn't respond,
He's covered in blood,
He's dead.

I look at the man,
He stares at me.
I run at him,
Filled with rage.

I don't even get close.