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tooniceofaguy

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Jan 06, 2005 13:42

There is a gun in your hand. It's pointed at his temple. He's kneeling on the floor, pleading for mercy. You look at the ugly gray carpet below you. It's the cheap kind, hard and uncomfortable, the kind they use in hospital waiting rooms and apartment buildings like this one. If you pull the trigger, you will put his brains on the carpet. It occurs ( Read more... )

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lost_snowflake January 6 2005, 22:48:16 UTC

...put the gun to my side. I look silently for one second down at him and another at his mother, then I run. I run as quickly as I can away from that place. I can't do this anymore. What I've done in my past will remain in my past. I realize that. I'm moving away. I can't live that life anymore. I don't want to have to wonder if every car with tinted windows is coming for me. I have to leave. I have no choice.

jesus_priest January 6 2005, 23:13:55 UTC

I dont get myself into that situation in the first place. If I was, i wouldn't kill anyone.

bighead669 January 6 2005, 23:30:25 UTC

as i point the gun to his temple i start to scream, shoot his mother, shoot him, get the fuck outta carson city...

b i gHEAD

playful_fox January 7 2005, 07:17:22 UTC

I leave.

Then we pack all up and we move to mexico where I rip all of your clothes off and we all live happily ever after. The End.

p.s. i had a bit to drink so don't mind me. Muah!

PuShEdAwAyReJeCt anonymous January 7 2005, 19:20:28 UTC

...I remember what it was like growing up. Everything was so easy when I was younger. I never really had to make big decisions because my mom would do it for me. Life back when I was six was so much better. Never thought that in 15 years I would be in a situation like this. I was never troubled when I was a little girl, but my teen years were extremely rough on me, so I now see why I was where I am standing now. I just wanted to have a little money so I could go to Best Buy and purchase yet another depressing CD to drown my sorrows in. What the hell was I thinking? Did I really believe I could out run a guy? So not only am I now caught, I am stuck to make a decision in which either end result will land me with more problems than a stupid All American Rejects CD can fix. I open my eyes to see the guy trying to plan a way to grab the gun away from me. I can see the dude pondering his escape due to his eyes moving quickly and his lips quivering ever so slightly. He is probably thinking how he doesn't want his mother to see him die like ( ... )