It was  around midday when I left the house, I was enjoying my holiday, having closed schoool. I had a lot of time to go and pay visit at my friend’s place , Emily.

  

On my arrival, I found her and with her colleague preparing to leave for work,she was operating her own shop located in Eastleigh..She asked me if it was okay with me to accompany her and I accepted so as to avoid boredom..

 

 

It was already evening and they wanted to leave, and Iassisted them in shutting the windows, there after, Emily locked the door and we left.

 

 On our way home, we came across three men who were busy saying bitterly,”they have to pay for what they have done.”when we were almost near them,Emily saw one of the three men holding  a gun and it is as if he was trying to hide it. 

 

At first, Emily thought that may be it was not the real gun, but she became more curious, when she looked at their blood shot eyes. Immediately, she told us to increase the pace, without letting us know the danger that was ahead of us.

 

Hardly had we gone far, than we heard screams from behind. When we looked aropund to look for an escape route,we had been sorrounded by the three gangsters who were exchanging fire with the police. We ran helter, skelter for safety, due to confussion, each of us ended up going her own direction.

 

By the time, the sounds of bullets were disappearing, I saw one of the gangsters lying down in a pool of blood. He was already dead. As I looked around searching for my friends in vain, I heard someone shouting ,”help! help! she has been shot!” when I looked on my right, I saw Emily and we decided to look Ruth.

 

As we moved closer to where screams were coming from, we found a crowd of people busy trying to offer first aid to someone who was lying down. At the same time, there was an ambulance parked there with its doors wide open. Out of curiosity, we moved closer to see who it was, Gosh!! exclaimed Emily in disbelief. It was her friend Ruth bleeding profusely after being shot on the right leg. 

 

Emily became emotional and started crying unconrollably and by the time we were reaching hospital, her eyes were already swollen. 

 

We were lucky to have found a doctor who attended her immediately and after two hours of being removed the bullet from the leg and stitched, Ruth could atleast offer a half smile.

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