Gunfire rang over the whole school. The Swedish man threw me with other kids in the cafeteria area. Sally was there sitting, holding herself.
"Sally," I got up and went over to her. "Sally, are you okay?" I asked her.
Sally nodded. "They killed everyone; we are the only ones left in this school." She wiped her eyes. I looked around, try to figure out more words but I was still new with Swedish. "M-Mia?" Sally said, looking at me, "what is going to happen to us?" She looked at me, concerned.
"Ich weiß nicht." (I don't know.) I told her back right when one of the men walked by. "Wir müssen in Deutsch zu sprechen, so dass sie nicht wissen." (We need to speak in German so they won't know.) However, that didn't last long. One of the men grabbed me and pulled Sally away from me.
"German bitch!" He raised his hand to slap me.
"Nej!" (No!) One of the men stopped him. "Jag har bara pratat med chefen, som Amerika nu." (I just talked to the boss, that is America now.) I looked at the men; I knew what he said, but I was confused. What did he mean I am now America, and what was happening!?
Two men grabbed me by my arms, and one said, "Well little America, you will be under the control of Sweden, because you speak Swedish, and Germany, because you speak German."
I looked at him scared, not knowing what was going on.
"Mia!" Sally called for me. I spotted her over by the other group of students.
"Sally!" I called back.
"Vi måste komma härifrån innan dumma polisen kom!" (We have to get out of here before the stupid cops come!), one of the men said. That time I didn't catch what he had said. A very long minute went by; there was so much movement, and noise. Guns rang out, blood was everywhere.
Suddenly I found myself in a truck. The last thing I saw was seeing my best friend die right before my eyes.