I lay on the ground my hand clenching my stomach as a pool of blood soaks my clothes. I look up at the night sky and the shinning stars through a hole on the roof. I then here another bang just like the one that put me on the floor, my head quickly jolts up my eyes meet with a strangers.
"W...what do you want f...from me," I stutter.
The guy doesn't say anything, all he does is bend down and picks up a dead rat. I instantly relax as i try to get up.
"Stay there." He says with the most friendly smile I've ever seen.
"Y..your friendly?" i smile.
"Yeah ima gonna help you."
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Sally's 30 day writing challenge
RandomIma write for inspiration Just noticed 8 days in that I'm doing a September 30 day writing challenge
