I wrote another short story.
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Thread Topic: I wrote another short story.
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Fear shook. I stood in my mother's room, and opened her desk. I took out the small gun she had kept in there for emergencies. I stood in front of the dusty mirror, and put the gun to my head. "Don't put it to your head, " a small voice said. "Put it to your heart." I thought about it for a moment. I thought about keeping it at my head, and pulling the trigger. But no, I moved the gun to my chest. I found my heart. I knew I wasent going to miss it and the bullet would hit right at it. I couldn't miss this shot. I put my finger on the trigger. I shook so much, the trigger pulled and shot. Blood shot onto my face and onto the tan colored walls. I could feel the blood rushing out of me, my dying body. I sank to the ground and closed my eyes.
I opened my eyes and looked down. I was falling. Falling deep into somewhere. I could see red and orange. I could hear screams and cries. I could hear horrible screams and some people were calling my name. A stone wall was like a circle around me. I continued falling, falling, until I reached the bottom. I fell into what looked like a pool. A large pool of fire. I could see the people around me, screaming, and the looks of pain around me. Pain shot through my body and I screamed. I could hear the other people, but I couldn't talk to them. I screamed as pain raised and I relized where I was.
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Tht sucked
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Thank you.
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Bravo! *claps*
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Thanks.
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