The thin blade slipped cleanly between his ribs and embedded itself in his chest. With a cry of pain he fell to the floor. No! I thought. this can't be happening! Not him! Anyone but Ethan! I wanted to run to him, comfort him. Let him and myself know that everything would be okay. But I was only a spectator. I couldn't run to him I'd have nowhere to go. Why isn't anyone helping him?! I thought. He's just left there to die? all alone. Someone should do something! I let my vice like grip loosen a bit, not knowing I had tightened it in the first place. I looked over at the real Ethan sitting next to me. Then I looked back over to the screen. I saw myself run over to him and lift his head as the fake tears started pouring from my eyes. "Daniel!" I yelled at the boy on the screen. My voice booming from the loud speakers. It's amazing how real movies can seem!
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