Her Last Breath All I could remember when I woke up was her body spread out on the floor, her eyes wide with terror and the man who killed her coming after me. The nurse came by to check on my in the hospital bed. "you okay?" she said in a thick southern accent "yeah" I said "I'm fine." the truth was, I was not fine, I was panicking internally, trying to piece together the events that when on that night. I tried to piece it together in my head. It started out a normal evening, I was with my roommate Jane in our apartment, I was warming up a hot pocket for dinner. and she was talking to her boyfriend on the phone. She was so happy, so full of bliss. It's hard to imagine how a situation can change in a matter of seconds. The following events after that were a blur, the man breaking down our door, the screaming, the gunshot, the beeping of the phone on the floor. then I remembered. It was Jane's body on the floor, #lifeless, never to enjoy another moment in her #life, all from a tiny piece of metal that pierced her in the stomach, and that's when I remembered the butt of the gun come down upon my head, thats when i remembered that everything when dark.