damn these stories

This is a small collection of stories. I like to write in hand, guess I'm just more old school, so this is what I've come up with.

* I apologize for the spelling and grammar, English is my second language (not that I'm very good at grammar in any language at all, hah)


41. 5

I hear a loud, loud bang.

I turn around to where the sound erupted from and I see a gun pointed at me.

My eardrums hurt.

I don't see who's holding the gun, but as I fall down on the floor I notice the shoes and I know.

It's Marty.

Everything is warm.

I can barely feel the hard surface beneath my head.

There is so silent.


Utter and incredible pain.

I'm so sorry.

I close my eyes.

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