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When I got shot in the head…

Without getting into any details whatsoever, I’m going to try and demonstrate the feeling of when I got shot in the head.



I knew this was it when my partner was helplessly shot in the head from point blank range and the same seemed quite inevitable for me.

Looking at my partner take his last breaths, I could see the gunman’s arms swing towards my head from the corner of my eye. As helplessly as my partner, I could only accept death and prepare my body for the painful ending of a rather leisurely life.

The time had come. I felt the cold barrel of the handgun next to my head. Withouth anymore suspense – as I was right in the middle of preparing myself for the untimely visit of the valley of death – I heard a deaffening sound on my left side. I was shunned but I was distracted by the sever pinch on my head making each and every muscle of my body to twitch. Soon, I felt that my muscle were beginning to relax, consequently, putting me to sleep.

I realized that my head had jolted to the right and now it was swinging back to the left but it felt free of my control and I didn’t try to control it either. It was like, I didn’t want to. I just wanted to go with it. Just let it take me wherever it was taking me because I was drained of all my energy and I could help but succumb to the overwhelming feeling.

It was ecstasy though. Nothing like I thought it would be. Movies had mislead me! It was less like a slow painful death and more like the feeling when you can’t help but fall asleep. It’s like heaven is waiting for you and all you need to do is close your eyes and give in.

My head, my shoulders and the gun in my hand had now dropped and I could feel my warm blood crawling down the cold skin of my face. And I there was only one thing on my mind:

“Is this it? Is my turn over already? Damn, I wanted to do so much! On second thought, oh well!”


Now of course I’m not going to answer any of your queries, I shared what I could. Also, you can’t challenge my observation simply because you have not been shot in the head. If you have, write your own damn blog about it.