My Morning

So some of you may have noticed that I wasn't in class today. There is a really good explanation for that. I was laying in my bed fast asleep when I suddenly awoke to what I thought was popcorn popping. I was so wrong. Turned out to be a machine gun that was held by that dark shadowy figure I have come to call Tony Knight. Now you may wonder why I wasn't killed at that moment. I mean I am vulnerable and in bed with being asleep and all and he is about 10 feet away from me but he still managed to miss me. Now thinking that is a good thought but something you need to know about Tony Knight is that he likes to play games. The first shots were only warning shots. So anyways, when I realized what was going on I rolled off of my bed and onto the floor. I flipped up the bed (luckily I have iron plating between the box spring and the matress) and hid behind it. I grab Ebony and Ivory (my handguns) which I keep taped under my bed. There is a shower of bullets raining down on the other side of the mattress. I see my jeans layin on the floor beside me and quickly put them on. I grab a shirt that had gotten pushed under the bed as well. Cement chips are flying out of the wall. Suddenly there is silence. I quickly roll out from the side of the bed and return fire. The shadow figure throws aside the machine gun and pulls out a shot gun that he had on his back. He fires a quick shot that sends me leaping behind the furnace so that I don't recieve the buck shot that was fired at me. I fire off a few more shots has he bolts up the stairs. He likes playing games. He always wants me to follow him. I wonder what would happen if I didn't follow him. What if I just stayed right here? As these thoughts go through my mind I hear a clanking on the stairs. I look over and see a frag grenade bouncing down. I jump up and run for the stairs. I lunge up the them as fast as I can as the grenade explodes behind. The explosion sends me flying into the wall in the kitchen. I quickly pull myself up afraid that Tony Knight is standing in the kitchen some where waiting to stab me or shoot me but I can't see him anywhere. However, I do see the door wide open and I feel a draft from the cold Saskatchewan air. I brush myself off and walk to the side of the door and peak around the corner. I see him hiding over by the garbage can. I fire 3 shots in his direction and decide that if I am going to go after him then I will need more weapons and more ammo. I grab my hunting knife and my extra clips that I have stashed in the kitchen. I look at the clock and see that I am going to be late for class but unfortunatly this is more important at the moment. I lean out the door again and real back as the shot gun peppers my doorway. I am going to need some grenades. I crawl over to the grenade drawer, also known as the canned goods drawer, and grab my belt of grenades. I pull one off the belt, yank one out the pin and lob the grenade at the trash can. I watch as TK runs and dives behind a parked car. The explosion shakes everything. I run outside shooting at the spot the TK jumped behind. I run up to the car and see that I must have hit him in the leg because there is shadow blood in the snow. As I look to see where the trail of blood goes I feel a sharp burning sensation in my calf. I should have been more careful! TK had buried a large knife into my leg. I fall to the ground and TK jumps on me trying to wrestle Ebony and Ivory away from me. At this point we hear police sirens. Someone must have called the police. TK quickly stops fighting and runs off between the houses. And thats why I was not in class. The police took me in for questioning.