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Famished by the dark

“No, Mike, this time I did…” I retorted back
He scoffed at me,”Huh.. Not the way I see it.”
I quickly pulled out a gun from inside my jacket. My hand trembled as I touched to smooth, black glossy coat on the outside…
Just one click and the trigger would send me to a place for juvinile deliquents, or the other would send me to heaven…
I could get away from all of this.. from Mike, from love or hatred, from death….from life…..

Was he worth taking my life?
“Hey baby—no-ow don’t to something yo-ll r-regret.., you know I was just playin…..”
No, no, not this time, I wasn’t gonna let him to do this to me.. again…
He took a step closer to me but I jerked away and pointed the hostile beautiful object in my hand towards him.
I don’t know what to do anymore..
“Come on babe, you know you can’t hurt me, you know you don’t want to.. come on don’t be difficult…Hon?”
My breathing got heavier and my eyes dilated. My head was arched somewhat down and I held the gun in my hand, quivering…...

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