“Open up the doors to your mind and see the way I see.
Open up the doors to your heart and let your emotions run free.
Open up the doors to your mind and let your thoughts come to me.
Open up the doors to your heart and let me swim in the sea of your love.”
Brent knew what he had to do.
“Clear!” They tried defibrillating the teens. It did nothing. They tried again. And again. And again.
“Ahh!” He screamed as he ripped open his chest. It didn’t really hurt; he was already dead, right? He just did it for the added drama.
Summer and John followed suit.