I didn't have courage to see him injured

Aashleena

He was lying down and weren't moving. His shirt color had changed to red. I was so much afraid at that time.

I started running and were screaming his name. As soon as Shahmeer saw us he along with his friends ran away.

I went near him. He was Struggling to open his eyes. His hands were red. He was placing his one hand on his chest and the other one was holding my hands.

I started crying.

"You will be fine. We will take you to the hospital."

Kinza ran towards the gate to seek for help and meanwhile some students also came. While I was crying he said

"Don't cry angel. Call Mom. I want to see her."

He then just became unconscious. Meanwhile, ambulance arrived. During the whole route from Uni to hospital. I was holding his hand. I was crying.

I didn't want to think of anything else. My heart was beating so fast. Although the bullets were in his body but I was feeling the pain. This is why we always pray to get injured instead of our loved ones.