Chapter 6 A dream?

As I rode my bike home, I thought about everything that had happened that day again. It always was a blur after I saw who was down; the next image I remember seeing is I am standing over her body. A bullet wound to her head, just above her left eyebrow. A look of panic was on her face that would remain there for all of time.

I could see this from two angles, one of me looking down at her, and one of me looking at myself, looking down at her. When I look up at myself I can see that I'm bleeding heavily, I have several cuts across my face, one coming from my right eye and bleeding down my cheek. It is bleeding so badly that I look like I am crying blood.