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Regan Harris
Pulhapanzak Falls Parking Lot
Honduras
I threw my arms out and prepared to tackle Guy. I was in a full sprint, my body never having moved so quickly before. Adrenaline pushed all of my pain aside. I prepared for the brunt of the impact as I lunged. I expected the air to be knocked out of me. I expected it to hurt all over as my body made contact. I channeled every football player I could think of as I went for the tackle.
I lunged.
Pain seared my left shoulder. The sound of the gunshot hitting my ears a second later. I didn’t connect the two. I completed my tackle but only because it was too late to change course. I cried out as our bodies hit and tumbled to the ground.
Gunfire exploded around me. Shouts and screams surrounded me. My vision blurred. My mind blocked out everything going on. I could hear my own heartbeat as it slowed. I felt the warmth as the blood ran down my body.