Derrell Bradford | The Catalyst for 50CAN
“I woke up, dead.
It was tough to make out that it was me, but it was. My body was twisted and mangled. There was blood everywhere. My blue Tottenham Spurs jersey was shredded, filled with holes, and my red blood was starting to turn it purple. This must have just happened—I could still hear the crack of the bullets echoing off the nearby buildings.
I tried to remember the final seconds but I couldn’t. There was just the blaring of the police sirens and a feeling inside that I couldn’t explain: Confusion? Fear? Anger? Surprise?”