You're Name Is...

a short story :]

  Your name is Damien Kobs. You're 16 years old and you live in Ontario. You don't have a lot of friends, but that's okay. You like to be alone. 

  You're at school, walking through the halls by yourself when you hear the doors slam open to the corridor with a loud BANG. All of the students in the hall fall silent. You turn your head to look at who entered the school, when the first bullet comes flying through the air.

  Everyone screams as the bullet dodges past you and heads straight for Chelsea Smiles-who is standing in shock, unable to move.

  Now, I'm gonna stop there.

  Hell of a cliff hanger, huh?

  Now you, Damien Kobs, have 3 options:

  1) Let the shooter kill Chelsea, who you have never talked to before nor care about.

  2) Run in front of Chelsea right before the bullet hits her, resulting in you dying.

  3) Run away, saving yourself. 

  Time is ticking, Damien. You don't want to make the wrong decision, now do you? 

Author's Note

what would you do?

Reviews

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Wow. That's very intresting. I like everyone reading this would say 2 but if it really happened they would do 3