Unapologetic (Editing)
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Terminé jeu., avr. 30, 20153h 51m
I stripped off My clothes and got in the shower. Then, I herd a loud gunshot. I grabbed a robe off the bathroom rack and put it on. I went downstairs searching for a answer to what my ears just heard. My heart raced as I took each step. soon only to see a man in all black standing fighting with Brooklyn on the floor. Then, before anything. BAM! Another gun shot went off right in front of me. I had no Idea what just happened. I screamed and the man realized what he did so he dropped the gun and ran . On his way out he crashed into the wall the crawled out the door. I quickly turned on the light and ran over to Brooklyn. Blood gushing out his head.I grabbed the phone from the couch then I was on the phone with 911. It rang then a Lady was on the phone.
"Hello 911, what's your emergency?"
"Please help me. My Boyfriend , Brooklyn just got shot In the head." I said panicking and crying my eyes out.
"Okay Ms. please stay calm and help is on its way."
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