part 3

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I turned to see....

Mo'Nique and her gang.

'Good job for not telling!' She yelled at me.

I looked away from her.

'Look at me when I'm talking to you ignorant br-'

'NO BITCH! YOU LISTHEN TO ME I CAN HURT YOU RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW

FIVE MOTNH'S BITCH!!! FIVE MONTH'S I HAVE BEEN RUNNING AWAY FROM YOU AND IM

F***ING SICK OF IT!!! SO DO ME A FAVOUR AND CRAWL IN A HOLE AND DIE!!!

I'M SICK OF YOUR CRAP!!' I said with a devilish smile, now I'm the new bully.

Mo'Nique and her friend's backed away.

'PSYCHOPATH' they screamed and they all ran away.

I continued walking and then I hastened my gait and then I began running.

Clutching my suitcase tightly running away and I'm never going to look back.

Where am I going??? I wondered who care's.

I ran and smirked I didn't know where I was an I acuttaly didn't care.

I heard a gun shot and the bird's leaving the tree's it was quiet in the forest...

And then behind me stood a man he was about 7-foot with muscles

rippling around him his face was mysterious and dark.

I screamed but it was too late...

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