Richard has caught me.
I tried to run but was too slow.
I tried to fight back
but I wasn’t strong enough.
I pled with him but he would not listen.
Here I lie with Richard hovering over me.
His finger rests on the trigger.
The gun barrel is staring me in the face.
Every memory I ever knew flashes
through my mind.
Every person I ever loved
will never see me again.
This is it. I’m going to die!
I close my eyes and pray for a miracle.
My fear is that a miracle may be too late.