Melissa

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Consistent knocking on the door woke me. I sat up in my bed, slipped my feet in my velvet house shoes as and walked to my bedroom door. I grabbed the robe that hung on it and tied it around me as I went to the front door. I looked out the peephole, unlocked the door and opened it immediately.

"Hey.", The girl said. Her hood on her head, hands in pockets and looked like she had before I left.

"Melissa? What are you doing here?", I ask. I haven't seen my younger sister in what would be three years come next month.

"Payback.", She answered before raising her gun, shooting me in the chest. Watching me fall, struggling on the floor. Watching me suffer....only to remove the silencer off the end of the gun and shove it down my throat. Taking my life.

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