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XteamXjasperX, Обновления On My Stories...
Okay so i was re-reading my story last night, ya'll know it as "bloodred sunset" and i kinda dont like how it's written and so forth, so im starting a new story *title is unknown for now feel free to post reccommendations for names* if ya'll really liked BS ill gladly keep Письмо it but it will be секунда to my current story so it wont update as often. Below is the beginning of my new story, feel free to Комментарий and ENJOY!!! <3
There I stood, staring down the barrel of a gun, there were only two options at this point. One I would die and everyone else in the room would live, two everyone else in the room died and I lived. To my left I saw a panicked woman cradling a baby who was crying softly. To my right I saw the only person I had ever loved in my entire 16 years of life dead, just a crumpled body in the corner. I muffled a cry as I looked at his handsome features covered in blood. I was well aware of the other people behind me, all in a state of fear. The thousands of words swirled around in my mind, pros and cons of dying and living. One life или twenty seven lives. Life или death, two words that suffocated me, prevented me from breathing properly. The woman to my left cried softly and I felt myself collapse, my knees buckled and my mind froze. I heard the women scream, her scream became еще distant as I fell. A single gunshot sounded.
“Lisa! Wake up!” My body jerked up and I hit my head on the metal bar above my head. I winced and rubbed the back of my head with my hand ‘just a dream, it was just a dream’ I mumbled to myself ‘a very very scary dream’ I sighed and wiggled my toes into my slippers. I scuffed my way into the кухня where my mother was making pancakes. The twins were in their high chairs banging their plastic cutlery on the table, there young 13 месяц old age was obvious in there fair colour skin that was soft with gentle curves. Nicholas short black hair was thin and tussled delicately around his ears. His jade green eyes glis
There I stood, staring down the barrel of a gun, there were only two options at this point. One I would die and everyone else in the room would live, two everyone else in the room died and I lived. To my left I saw a panicked woman cradling a baby who was crying softly. To my right I saw the only person I had ever loved in my entire 16 years of life dead, just a crumpled body in the corner. I muffled a cry as I looked at his handsome features covered in blood. I was well aware of the other people behind me, all in a state of fear. The thousands of words swirled around in my mind, pros and cons of dying and living. One life или twenty seven lives. Life или death, two words that suffocated me, prevented me from breathing properly. The woman to my left cried softly and I felt myself collapse, my knees buckled and my mind froze. I heard the women scream, her scream became еще distant as I fell. A single gunshot sounded.
“Lisa! Wake up!” My body jerked up and I hit my head on the metal bar above my head. I winced and rubbed the back of my head with my hand ‘just a dream, it was just a dream’ I mumbled to myself ‘a very very scary dream’ I sighed and wiggled my toes into my slippers. I scuffed my way into the кухня where my mother was making pancakes. The twins were in their high chairs banging their plastic cutlery on the table, there young 13 месяц old age was obvious in there fair colour skin that was soft with gentle curves. Nicholas short black hair was thin and tussled delicately around his ears. His jade green eyes glis
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