Not Just A Game
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Last published Wed, Aug 13, 2014
The gun pointed at me ready to fire, the smell of death crept up on me and I knew that soon I too
would have my blood shed on the walls of the steel room. But one of the things that hurt me the
most was not the bruises, the abuse or even the deep wounds, it was the fact that 4 months ago my
friends and I had nothing to fear, nothing to be afraid of and now I'm about to be killed... By my
friends.
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