I ran down the hall to Joey's door. I gasp as I saw him laying on the ground with a stab wound in his chest there was a knife next to him. He was still alive I saw him breathing heavily. I sat down next to him. I started to cry really hard. His eyes were closed he didn't open them I pulled my phone out and called 911. I told them Joey got stabbed.

About a minute later I heard a door open I looked up I saw my mom standing there. She gasped and ran towrd us. She sat down next to me she looked at me her eyes were saying 'Sorry' I just looked away back at Joey. I felt a tear on my cheek I realized I had been crying and not noticed. I closed my eyes. I felt a hand touch mine I looked at my mom it wasn't her she was staring at Joey I looked down at him Joey had his eyes open and he was holding my hand. I smiled knowing he was alive for sure. He tried to get up "No, Joey just lay back down. The ambulance are coming" I told him in a soft voice he looked confused I don't think he rembered what happened. He then saw the wound and his eyes widened.

I heard footsteps behind me and I felt my mom grab my arms to help me up. I saw paramedics with a stretcher. They took Joey away out of the hall. I wanted to follow but I felt my mom tug on my arm to tell me to come inside. I turned toward her and I pulled away I followed the paramedics and Joey.