Imagine being alone. Alone in a room with nothing in there but a gun. The gun is loaded with 6 bullets. You pick up the gun, wondering what it's for. And that's when you see them- your family, your friends, your crush/lover. You question what's going on, when they attack you..! You scream out at them to stop, pointing the gun at them in defense. They don't listen and continue their attack. You pull the trigger and hear a gunshot. You open your eyes to see your lover on the ground, hole in his chest, which was soaked in blood. "NO MATTIE!" I screamed, crawling over to him and looking down. He looked back up at me, sniffing as tears bubbled up in the corners of his eyes. "Julchen... why...?" He whimpered. I was at a loss for words- and then Monika yanked me away. "M-Monika..."
"Shut up!" She growled. I flinched at her words. Sure I knew my sister was strict, but she was never like this. She pulled back her fist- I assumed to hit me. I still had the gun in my hand, which I pointed at my sister, and pulled the trigger. BANG! Another one dead... "Monika!" I exclaimed as she fell to the ground. "Forget her Julchen! Come with us! Francine said with a smirk, her hand on my shoulder. "No!" I screamed, whipping around and shooting at her three times. When I looked up from her body which had a shot in the head and the chest, I saw Isabel staring up at the bullet hole in her forehead. I opened my mouth- and then she fell over. So, there I was. Alone in a room with a gun. Everybody close to me gone. I don't think I can live with out them... please help me...