I was shot at by a guy named Chris, a guy who has a gun and a knife

I was sitting in the car with my girlfriend, and he pulled out his knife and I went for the steering wheel.

I thought it was an accident.

But then he pulled the trigger.

The car rolled down the road.

I think he had it in his hands.

The bullets were bouncing off of the steering wheels.

We were sitting in a dark corner of the road, so I had no idea what was going on.

I went to the window and the sound of the bullets went through the window.

I looked at my girlfriend and said: What the hell happened?

She was in shock.

She thought I had shot him.

We got out of the car and got back to the apartment, where she was still lying on the floor.

There was blood everywhere.

She was lying there for an hour and a half.

I called the police.

I had a feeling that if I left him there he’d be killed.

My girlfriend was really scared and had to go home.

I’m like, I’m going to go to the police station, but I have no phone, so we’re going to call my friends.

It was terrifying, but she was like, This is it, I’ve got to get out of here.

And I did.

It took about three hours to get him to the hospital.

The first doctor I spoke to said that it was like he’d been shot twice in the back of the head.

They told me the same thing that they said about the guy in the mall shooting.

I didn’t know if it was true, but there was a lot of panic going on in the room.

Then we went to an ambulance.

I was in bed and the ambulance was driving over me.

It’s like they just said, We’re coming.

And the ambulance drove over me and pulled me out of bed and drove away.

I started to cry.

I wasn’t going to get to see my girlfriend again.

And that was the last time I saw her.

When the police arrived, they gave me a hug and told me to go back to my apartment.

I sat there and cried and cried.

They took me to a hospital and gave me morphine.

It turned out that he had been shot in the head, and I was lucky to be alive.

But I was scared.

When I went home, I was crying.

I just couldn’t handle it.

I couldn’t sleep.

The next day, I called my friend, who is a paramedic.

He called my girlfriend back and told her: I was just kidding.

I’ve seen people die in the ambulance and you’ve never seen one like that.

I said: No, no, I know, but that’s not why I was here.

I don’t know how to deal with this.

But my girlfriend is so afraid of Chris and her boyfriend.

And she’s not happy.

So, I go to Chris’ home.

And when I come back, she’s just so scared.

She says: You’ve been hit in the face with a gun?

And I’m thinking: No.

I never hit him.

And it’s like, How could I do that to a guy?

Chris was just trying to get me to come back.

So I told him I didn�t want to come home.

He’s like: Come back and help me.

I want to be a good father to him and my children.

So Chris came over.

He asked me if I was OK.

I told Chris I’m fine.

And he said: Come over and talk to your girlfriend.

And we went over and talked to my girlfriend.

I asked her what happened and she said, “It’s just me.

Chris got me in a lot.”

And she said: We don’t need to talk about it, we don’t want to talk.

I mean, it was just me and him.

Chris said: I’m not going to talk to my daughter.

I know what she wants to do.

So that was a really difficult time.

We tried to get over it but he’s a really good man.

He came over and sat on my lap and told him that he was sorry.

I hugged him and said, I love you.

And Chris said, It was really good.

I knew I had to get my life together.

We stayed in touch and he came over a few times and we tried to keep in touch.

But it wasn’t easy.

I can’t remember what happened next.

I got an email from Chris the next day: I didn