It was burning, burning like fucking hell. I wince as I slowly got up since after all I got shot in the heart, but I know I'll make it through. Perhaps an hour or even two in the least. I began to fully stand. Fuck the pain is unbearable, fuck this pain, and fuck the man who shot me. As I walk I glance over seeing Rose my sister she is laying dead and I see the man who shot me that is dead. I hear the fire snapping as it crackles, and I jump as I see something falling in front of me. Fuck I gotta get out of here before I really be dead for real. I began to grab my shot gun and began to run out of the building.
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It's raining, it's litterly fucking raining. Well that's just fucking great. As I head to my car I reached for my pocket putting a ciggerate in my mouth and lit it and blew the smoke out of my mouth as I began to smoke as I begin to get on my way. I have covered my wound the best of my capapitily. At least it stopped the bleeding, I blew more smoke out as I continued to smoke my ciggerate; its such a stress reliever if you ask me.
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Been driving for litterly 5 hours now; I look at the next sign. Belfast, Ireland 4,898 miles. Wow didn't realize it'll be that long. Just focusing as began my journey... It's gonna be a long, long ride.
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Falling in Love with a Serial Killer
FanfictionUnfortunately Emily Summerspring did survive the shot, she just acted she was dead so she could be unoticed... after everyone the preacher and the black woman escaped she escaped too when the El Royale hotel was minutes till being completely burned...
