Payback_Goodbye Future_Was it just a dream?!_Young Gun
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Payback
Ashley went to her room, sat down on the bed, and rested her cheek on her knees as she hugged them to her. A single tear hit the denim of her jeans. Suddenly she turned angry. Is this what you want for me, God? To lose everything? She pounded her fists on the bed and grimaced. Well, I’m not going down without a fight! She swiped at her tears raising red marks on her cheeks. She got up to take a shower. Better to do it now before Chelsea comes in. She grabbed her towel and her pajamas and went in the bathroom. She undressed and turned the water on as hot as she could stand it. She let the water...
Goodbye Future
I have to do it. It doesn’t matter if I want to or if I don’t, I have to do it for the sake of my family. I didn’t always want to lead a crime family, actually, as a child, I hated the idea of it so much I run away multiple times through my pre-teens. But, now that I’m almost eighteen I’m dealt with the difficult decision to become a leader or an outcast. I look over to my little brother Marcus, he’s barely seven, I can’t burden him with this responsibility. After all, it is my fault my father is dead in the first place. Marcus grabs my hand from the table I’m sitting at and leads me to the d...
Was it just a dream?!
On a rainy evening around 6 pm, a 25-year-old guy stood in front of a sliding window watching out at the rain and held a sharp knife in his right hand.“Today, even nature is crying just likewww.onedoor.cc my heart.” He said with a tearful smile. Cops chased a person in a black, long raincoat ran on the street, they entered a “GATED CO妹子UNITY AREA.” The person being chased hid behind a car, checked on the cops, and they were searching for the person. Culprit looked around to enter a house and hide. Found a construction site opposite to which there was a house.The guy at the sliding window placed the knife-s...
Young Gun
Freak, these bozos actually believe this crap.“So, you’re saying you can do the job?” The guy was wearing one of those really fancy suit coats. His shirt was wrinkled though, and a kinda rat lookin’ thing made of chest hair was poking out over his collar. He had his collar up, and I couldn’t get Dad’s dumb Elvis costume out of my head. I could tell the guys around here were scared of him. The kind of scared the kids are of me at school. The “Geeze you terrify me, so I’ll be you’re personal slave so you don’t beat me up” kind of scared. I guess I’m just too cool, ‘cause this dufus didn’t scare...