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Jessica Rivers: My Life Story Introduction: The bell was ringing, I was rushing to my class, until I heard the ‘Bang’ of a gun and I fell to the floor. Hello my name is Jessica Rivers and this is my story. Chapter One: It all started off with one ‘BANG’ It was late April and it was just another day at the Massachusetts Academy of Acting (MAA). Or so I thought. I was on my way to second period, when all of a sudden a guy in a black ski mask smashed in through the window with a gun. He was right in front of me and he was holding the gun to my face. I was so frightened I didn’t know what to do, so I screamed, and I was shot. The bullet went right through my right eye. I fell to the floor in an instant. The next thing I heard, were sirens running through my head. When I woke up, I could only see through one eye. I was in a room, everything was white. Then I spotted a women, she looked Asian. She was wearing a blue and purple flowered blouse, with black dress pants. She had really long pin straight black hair that went down to her knee caps. She was tall, maybe about almost seven feet. I had no idea where I was. I was lost, scared, and most of all, confused. So many thoughts were running through my head, where am I? How did I get here? What happened? “Ahhhh!!!” I screamed out. “What’s wrong honey?” the women asked me. “Where am I?” I screamed. “Your in the hospital, don’t you remember?” she looked confused her large, round, big eyes stared at me. “Remember what?” I was really confused now! “Jessica, you were shot at school yesterday morning.” She looked sad now and a shiny, clear, tear dripped down the side of her pale cheek. “WHAT! I was shot? Why? How? And who are you!?” I screamed I was mad, and really mad! “Yes, you were shot in your right eye, no one knows why; but I seem to think it’s because of cruel people with no respect for anyone but themselves! And I am your mom, don’t you know that?” I could tell she was unhappy. My mother? I thought in silence. I looked down and I could see that I also had long black hair. I was wearing a white gown, it sure was ugly! I wish that right about now I could go shopping! “Mom?” I asked. “Yes jess, its me mom, what’s the last thing you remember?” I thought…. “umm…” there was a minute of silence until, I remembered. “I remember being at school, I remember hearing a loud ‘BANG!’ and falling to the floor…. But that is all I remember.” I tried thinking of something else to say, but it was so hard to even think about that! “Oh dear!” Mom said, I think you have a concussion.” She looked really nervous. I started to ask what that meant, but before I could she was reaching over my bed pushing a red button and a woman dressed in blue scrubs came rushing in. “What is the matter?” asked the lady. She was pretty short, she had light red hair and big blue eyes. “I think she may have a minor concussion!” yelled my mom. “Why do you think that?” asked the nurse looking really lost. “She doesn’t remember anything!! Or who I am!” Mom seemed very upset. “Well” the woman said, “there’s nothing I can do, you’ll just have to wait until Dr. Collin comes in the morning.” She looked very annoyed with my mom. “But this could be serious!!” my mom yelled. “Ma’am, I’m sorry but I can not do anything to help you right now.” The Woman said, she had a sad looking expression in her big ocean blue eyes. “I have to go now.” She said while leaving the room. “I’ll be right back honey!” And off she went chasing the woman out the door. I just sat there in my hospital bed, dozing off while reading my hardcover edition of Sand Dollar Summer by Kimberly K. Jones, when I saw a shadow rush past the window. Oh well, it was probably just a tree in the wind or something and I went back to reading. But then out of the corner of my eye, I saw what looked like a shadow of a person. I got really nervous. When is mom coming back? I asked myself. And once again the shadow passed by. I stood up and peered out the window. Oh my gosh! It’s the guy that shot me! He was standing outside of my window! Oh no!! What do I do? Where do I go? Do I scream? Do I hide? So many questions were running through my head. I ran back to the bed and jumped into it and quickly covered my whole body with the blankets. I was shaking, I was scared, paranoid, hurt for life because of this near death experience! Then I heard a ‘CREEK’ and peeked my eye out of the blanket. I saw him, in my window, black ski mask covering his face, and a black hooded Sweat shirt covering his body. Suddenly, the window started to open, and so did the door. I screamed, and my mind went blank as I saw all this happen.