"I'm going through with it... I need that ring back. I can't believe i trusted her and she stole my prized possession! I'll kill her!!! " She stole my ring my mother gave me before she died. She was supposed to be my best friend... On my birthday she came over to celebrate. We ended up having a sleep over. It's been a week since then and she isn't answering my calls or text. At 4 am i was finally at her front door. I picked the lock and headed in... She wasn't gonna get away with this.. I crept up to her room and opened her door. She was asleep in bed. Still... A little to to still... I walked over and raised my knife. I was suddenly kicked away. The knife knocked out of my hands. I fell back holding the bottom of my jaw. When i looked up she was sitting on her bed pointing a gun to my head. "Hi bestie. I see you've come for you dear ring. Sorry to say this but you won't be getting that back. She laughed before standing up and pushed the gun against my forehead. Next thing i knew pain so much pain. I could hear her laughing i couldn't breathe i couldn't feel anything but pain.... The only thing i knew besides pain was that I'd get to see my mother again.
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Short StoryTW: LOTS OF DEATH, sexual assault, r@p3, suicide, murder this book is just a bunch of short stories i made. i just want to share them and hopefully get some feedback on what i can do better so enjoy the randomness i have created. note i am a 16 yea...
