The red velvet liquid splattered on the charcoal road. Gunshots, that's how it happened. It's normal where I live though. No one cares about who dies unless it's a part of there family.
I watched him do it this time though. He had fired it off straight into her heart. Then again I knew this because she was me.
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My Colorful Prison
Teen FictionAya is one of the most shy girls you will meet in this small town. She always puts up with everything that everyone does. That is until Leo comes back into town. Thats when shit gets really stirred up. Romance/ Teen Fiction
