jueves, 3 de diciembre de 2009
"Take a breath, take it deep and calm yourself. If you play, you play for keeps. Take a gun, and count to three." He says to me. I’m sweating now, moving slow... no time to think, my turn to go. And you can see my heart beating, you can see it through my chest. I’m terrified but I’m not leaving, I know that I must pass this test... so just pull the trigger. Say a prayer to yourself. He says: "Close your eyes, sometimes it helps." then I get a scary thought: That he’s here means he’s never lost. As my life flashes before my eyes I’m wondering will I ever see another sunrise? So many won’t get the chance to say goodbye, but it’s too late too think of the value of my life. So just pull the trigger.