D POV
The place smells gross and moldy. I ended up just walking in because no one would open the door and I was worried.
I look down the hallway and hear yelling.
I walk slowly hoping know one will hear me. The yelling comes from a room all the way at the end of the hallway.
When I peak in the room I see a man with a gun aiming it at a terrified Sam.
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Teen FictionA boy gets a text from his secret admirer.. what would happen next? * will be very short chapters in text form ** short story**
