Never To Forget/ Nie Vergessen

1st part Teaser

The last time I saw him was the day he died.

I can remember the day clearly as if it happened yesterday. I was standing at the corner watching and waiting for him. I had heard sirens coming my way. More intently now I listened to the sirens. The next thing I saw was HIS car slamming on the brakes. He had done it again. He loved speed and didn't listen to the rules of the road, at all. I watched as he got out of the bright red car, looking the same as ever with that fur vest, striped shirt, blue jeans, and combat boots. The police force told him to do something; I wasn't paying attention to them but to him. He reached in to his pocket to grab something, I thought maybe he was grabbing a cigarette, but I was too far to see exactly what it was. He had no more than pulled his hand from his vest pocket to be shot.

This wasn't just one bullet but about 50 of them or so it seemed. I watched as he hit the car and just slide down the side of it. I was completely horrified that I ran over there. I went against everything I was told just to check on him. The police force tried to stop me but I kept running to his limp body.

I never did forget him; I just pushed him to the back of my mind not wanting to remember what happened that awful day, which is until I saw him again.

It had been him that day at the mall, but yet it couldn't be him because he was DEAD. I had watched him die, watched him get shot and the life leave his body. It just couldn't be him, there was no way.