Sabato, 01 Maggio, 2004 | Posted by Marie Sven Gerkin at 15:14

i don't know why it happen or how it happened or when it happened. there was a loud bang. a noise. an explosion near my head. one minute they were there and the next there was blood every where. it splashed across my face. it's splattered on my dress. oh christ will i ever be able to get that out? i just blacked out. it was like a nightmare. i swear. the police sirens screamed in my head. i don't know why it happened. i just know it did. i don't know who to blame. i just know that it happened. and the sound of that gun shot is still exploding in my head. exploding like a cannon. but it was such a small gun. it barely fitted into your hand. i don't know why it happened. i just know i was there. i didn't want to be there. i wanted to be far away. under a blanket. in a warm bed. being hugged by someone. someone who cared about me. i don't know why it happened. that's what i told the police. that's what i told that detective guy. what's his name? detective inspector stevens or something. i don't know why it happened. i just know i was there.