I witnessed a shooting across the street from my apartment. Me and six other witnesses had to go downtown to give our statements to homicide detectives. Had I known I was about to witness a crime, I would have paid closer attention to the make and model of the getaway vehicle and what everyone was wearing. I got to draw a map and illustrate how it all went down. But for the most part I got to experience all the boring hours in between the interesting scenes you see on cop shows. I kicked myself for forgetting my phone. For once something interesting was happening and I couldn’t give an account.

The case was turned over to homicide because the victim wasn’t holding up too well at the hospital. I don’t know if he lived. I guess I have to check the news like everyone else.

Also, fuck you, bad guys.