i was going to see my boyfriend and when i was standing outside the front door 2 guys shot at me through the glass. over and over. i played dead. then i really felt like i was shot. it was hard to breathe. like a bullet hit one of my lungs or something. i heard one guy say "is she dead? i dont see a single drop of blood-" the other guy interupted saying "yeah of course she is. go go we gotta get outa here" and they ran off. i felt so tired. i knew i had to try and stay alert but i felt myself slipping into unconciousness. someone on a motorcycle (wearing a helmet..idk who it was) scooped me up and sped me to the hospital. i think we crashed on the way there so he had to steal a car. when i awoke i was inside that house. there were a bunch of people there including the people that shot me. my arm and chest felt sore..i guess from the bullet.. i was laying in a room with (i think 3) mattresses on the floor. i guess i shared a room with someone(s). my boyfriend was there and i felt so betrayed. how could he let this happen and why was i here?? everyone talked like they knew me. like we were friends. i didmt even know them. i just knew they tried to kill me. i asked my bf what the hell was going on. he said 'ughhhh we're back to this conversation??' i was so confused. he said the hospital couldnt find any bullet wounds. they didnt know what was wrong with me so they released me. i had been back at 'home' for 6 months now. i lived there...

at that point i didnt know if i was crazy or if this was some rouse my bf planned to get us away safely...i was confused hurt scared...i woke up after that.