Living With My Own Hitman

Living With My Own Hitman

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What do you do? He ask. I kill persons, I answer. Why did you did that. was it stress, money or love. No ........it .......was .......giving time to heal. What does that mean? We'll I'm a kid who gave them my all.
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I glared at him; every cell in my body was on fire with hate. Everything that he represented - a manipulated, cold, emotionless world - I wanted to end. Yet I couldn't because he was the only one that could get me what I had wanted for the past two years of my life. He was the only one that was cold enough to get the job done. What did that say about me?

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