I was going to my new school riding my scooter, then I tripped over on the concrete floor. Luckily I was wearing my favourite fluffy Jacket, which protected me from damaging myself. I stand up and notice red blood on my new Jacket. “Damn, my Mum’s gonna kill me.” I thought. I realise that my whole body is now bleeding. I danced around trying to shake the liquid off me, but it just made it stain. I spun around and saw a guy with a gun, aiming at me, tempted to pull the trigger. Police sirens started wailing, and he was gone.