11: spraying

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11: SPRAYING

I was screaming and crying, everything you could imagine that I wouldn't do.

He had put nail prints in my wrists and he had been trying to get his lips to my neck, but I wouldn't let him.

He suddenly his head up and looked at my face for a second.

That was until it all stopped, I felt a lot of spray coming from above me.

As I opened my eyes, I was covered in blood and saw James standing next to me with a bloody knife.

As we slowly made our way to the floor, I saw the man who was on top of me.

His eyes were wide open, his clothes covered in blood, with a big slit on the side of his neck surrounded by blood that was still spreading.

James ran into a corner and threw up.

I didn't know what we were gonna do next, but I was most concerned on why James had a knife in the first place.

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