Two shots were fired. No one died. We all hid; the hallway was all empty. Except for her. All of us got away except her: Dolore Risus, but it had to be her, didn't it?
Georgianna was safe. She was next to me.
"Where's Lorrie?" She asked me. I should never have told her. I could have lost Dolore Risus. I didn't even know her. But I needed Georgie. It was too late I couldn't stop her.
Then the shot went off. I heard it like the sound of a death toll I knew she was gone. I knew it.
Then there were two more shots. I didn't care who died. I ran out to see Georgie, laying on the ground with a hole in her head and next to her was a kid with two bullets in his chest and a girl with a gun in her hand. That girl was Dolore Risus. That girl saved us, but couldn't save Georgianna.
Then again. Georgianna couldn't save me. And Dolore could.
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Mistakes of Yesterday
Spiritual"I made some mistakes in my life Lorrie. And I need you to fix them for me." One year after the death of Georgianna white, Ruby Spero becomes acquainted with Dolore Risus, and the real story of what happened to her best friend, all the wile searchi...
