Everyone left and Dylan and I were the only two left in the room. I don’t know what happened to me. We are here on the veranda where we also talked before.

The last thing I remember was holding a gun, I pull the trigger, it exploded, I went blank and this was the next one.

“What happened to me? Did the bullet hit my head? Why wasn't I taken to the hospital?” I ask then hold my head with a bandage.

“No, I caught up with you and pushed you. My push got a little stronger so you fell to the floor and first hit your head on the...