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Your safety is the most important right now. You quickly turn back to the previous hallway. Hiding in plain sight proven to be quite a challenging task but you manage to pull it off somehow. With your "average Joe" appearance, none are gonna bother talking to you. ...You're just an abandoned drifter in this world anyway. You don't even know if it's possible to return to home. After a good night sleep, strong memories start to flow through, ending every last bit of heroism in you. You light a cigarette, biting its crunchiness and feeling the sweet aroma of dried leaves inside. Your belongings. a cellphone, a wallet and a lighter are the only things that keep you in comfort. Dialing your loved ones all only lead to the empty buzz... There is nothing right about this whole deal, it stinks. You reach into your coat and slowly find the icy roughness of your baby in your hand, the 9mm-round-pistol. You took your fury and received your first emotional breakdown with this thing...On the night your crush, a rape victim, committed suicide. You don't remember much anything else after driving to the detention center and slaughtering all of those scums. Why did you try to make a run for it afterward?...That, you don't know. Maybe you're just too much of a coward to die and be with her. .....Thanks Lord for the cigarette, you're gonna in deep trouble if you keep this up anymore longer.
Written by Faith Romeyer
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