We'll do this, together he told me.

As the gun almost hit my forehead, I remember feeling that small hint of fear but at the same time fun and excitement running through my veins.

What the hell was I doing?

Even though my life wasn't really in danger, I still wanted him to shoot me. Just shoot me. Just so I can know what it's like.

We're in this together.

As I sat waiting for a cop to bring me details on my lost cat, a random arm pulled me from my seat and started yelling for 10 grand to be brought to him in an hour, or else he'd shoot me dead.

And so, chaos followed as the cops surrounded the crazy man and I, hardly convincing the guy to stop doing what he was doing.

And I, was just a nobody with that small hint of fear, fun and excitement, wondering what coulld possibly happen next.