The grenade landed softly atop the door-ramp. I feel my body lose pressure and my grip give on my shot gun, drawing tight on the sling as gravity took its toll, as the grenade rolled down next to my boots. I accepted this as my cruel gruesome fate, and I closed my eyes out in the dark.
He grabbed me pulling me straight off
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Lmao.......j/k Luke, it's interesting......but yet some errors in the grammar section.
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proofread it i jsut like.....drank some tecate you know basic stuff
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