6:17 PM
On this day in 1999, I was shot in my father's cafe when two customers got into a fight. Maria yelled "GUN!" and everyone got down. But not me. I froze and seconds later, I was on the ground, bleeding from my stomach. I would have gone towards the light if not for a boy in my class running towards me. He put his hand on me and the pain went away as he healed me. Today is the day I died and came back. Today is the day my life really began. I will always be thankful for my hybrid guardian angel.