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this is just a preview of the book i'm writing. don't shoot me if u don't like it, I cant please the happy and sad                                                                                                                                             ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~   I could swear my heart beat was louder then my parents up stairs. its truly disgusting, but I don't care about them anymore. I was getting the hell out of here. my whole body was shaking as sweat dripped down my face. as I picked the lock on my door, I heard sirens  about 6 blocks away. I'm running out of time, I fumble with the bobby pin, my hands start to sweat and the pin falls in between the floor boards

"shit" I mumble under my breath. I search my room for another one, but its hopeless, i'm trapped, how am I going to get out now? I ask myself, I glance at my window, I scratch at the wood boards covering my only chance at freedom, god, this wood was tough, fear rushes over me when I remember the police are getting closer.

4 blocks away. I want to cry out when I break my nail, don't call me a sissy it really hurt. I give up on freedom and look for my weapons, i'm going to get out of this house whether I get away with another death on my mind or not.

2 blocks away. I finally find my gun.                                                                                                               ben. I quietly cry out at the memory of my little brother's body fall to the floor. this gun got me into all this mess, she got me into all this mess.

1 block away. I hind beside my tall dresser, preparing for the fight im about to go through, I a just the backpack on my shoulders,

the front door bursts open, I hear it smash to the ground. above me I hear my mother scream and my father moan. so now they are used to people smashing down their door? I stiffen up as I hear the foot steps of the state law. when they reach my door, the smash it down too. do they have any respect for others property?

"oh Penelope dear, come out come out where ever you are" the sheriff teased. rage filled me up until I was as red as my mother's lips on date night. when they turned their attention away from my dresser, I jumped out and pulled the trigger.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ MUWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! A CLIFF HANGER! I HOPE U ENJOYED MY PREVIEW! YES YES, THROUGH DIRTY SOCKS AT ME YOU MELLONS! if u like my preview tell me and I might write the book,

FAIR WELL MY READERS!!!!!! <3

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