I am a 14 year old black boy named Tyler. I had a rough life and I’m always getting bullied at school
I look at you
I look at you for a while
I see how you’re dressed and how you’re standing
I can tell how you feel
I don’t say anything yet
I was an 18 year old boy named Mark. I just moved into this apartment and I don’t know anything about who lives in any of the other apartments
looks at you, eyes full of sadness
You...you're new here?
i pull up in my black 1969 Dodge Charger with a BDS blower and supercharger
April looks at you
Who are you?
I close my eyes, bracing for impact
I don't pull the trigger and just stand there looking at you with a serious expression
She sees a tall handsome man walking down the street
April turns her head towards the man
I see that she has a gun woah woah woah! Don't shoot!
I aim gun at your head
Why should I not shoot?
I just sit on the floor like nothing happened.
April looks at you sitting on the floor
What are you doing?
I walk in her bedroom door April?
I look at you, the gun still pointed at you.
What do you want?
I grab her gun and disarm her
She tries to push you away, but fails. Her eyes are watery, like she’s going to cry.
G-give it back...
I’m asleep and I get startled by the gun so I stand up and run out of the room
She quickly follows you
She holds her gun up and aims it at you
She holds her gun up to her own head
April is shocked
No.. don't do it!
I slowly raise my hands up in surrender. "Whoa, whoa, calm down!"
I don't say anything, just point the gun at you