Page 2: Confusion

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I sat motionless not saying a word. "Why is this here?, is it real?" I checked for a orange tip, completely black. I quickly snapped back to reality when I heard someone walk down the hallway, my mind raced to figure out what to do, out of panic I threw it into my backpack and started acting as if nothing happened, I grabbed the nearest book and opened it pretending to read it. "Hey honey, are you done?" "Yup! I'm done." I said slightly stuttering "I'm just worried, that's all." I said clearly lying. "Come on Ethan your nineteen! Man up!", nothing like your loving mother to tell you to grow a pair... "Now get your things in truck we're going to the university." When my mother started to walk down the hall I felt a slight buzz at his side, it was my friend Amy. She was asking when I was leaving, I quickly answered "a bit" and turned my gaze to my black bag that held I guess "my" gun. I quickly got my bag, my headphones and was about to grab a box when I heard a blood curdling scream coming from outside. Without thinking I grabbed the gun out of my bag and ran outside to find a man with a knife standing over my mother's lifeless corpse, I gasped in fear and without thinking I aimed at the killers head and pulled the trigger... but nothing happened,
It was empty...

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