𝗙𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗵 𝗠𝗲𝗮𝘁...

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Welcome to Shadow... a shower thought made real. Actually all of my books are shower thoughts, but some less than others. Anyways, let's keep it short and simple. This book will not follow any bad endings. It will follow a medium/good route, then I'll come up with my own ending. Boom, that's the book.

Anyways, enjoy (Hell's paradaise book still in the works).

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September, 2008..

Everyone has a story...some are more dramatic than others...others are over-dramatic...

Gunshots could be heard in a Chicago neighborhood. Residents dash toward any shelter they could find, hearing nothing but the sounds of cursing and gunshots like fireworks. 

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BANG
BANG
BANG

Every shot lowered the loud cursing until it was all silent.

My story isn't over-dramatic...it's very very real...

"Phew! Saved my butt there Graves," a dark-skinned woman says, wiping her brow of sweat.

"Would've been fresh meat if it weren't for you."

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"Just don't slip up next time..." 

The name's Graves... and I'm what society calls... a quiet kid...

I cock my pistol before holstering it.

"You've been doing this for decades and you still slip up? Puta estúpida..."

"Hey! I know what you meant!" Rally says, pouting.

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"Criança pequena..."

I then exit the bloodied and bullet-ridden residence as Rally follows.

"I know what you meant by that too!"

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This is my story...about my senior year as a student... and a freedom fighter...

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Shadow...

A Drama Book series featuring Class of '09 with Gunsmith Cats elements...

Written by Project Unknown...

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The morning after...

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"Marcus! Estás pronto para a escola?"

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"Sí..."

It was the day after another mission as a bounty hunter. My new mission... survive highschool as a student in my fifth school in two years. 

I get up from my bed and slowly grudge over to the restroom, where I close and lock the door for privacy. I then look at myself in the mirror.

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