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Mexico Has Splinters

Mexico Has Splinters

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This was a dream I had earlier this week but some events have been added since it was short and I woke up before it was over. Enjoy! Hey everyone! I know I have not been posting as often as I said I would, but I was going through a lot of family issues and a death in the family. So I stopped writing for a few months. Now, I'm slowly revising the chapters that are already published and after that, I'll continue writing.
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*Feel free to comment, vote, or share my story. Let me know what you think. * "Ok so can you tell me what it is now? I'm beginning to build up some tension and stress here." I mumble to them as they snap out of their stare down. "We don't want to scare you." Hector speaks softly as if I'm a fragile little doe escaping my mother's womb just recently like little bambi. "Are you baby black marketers?" I ask them, wondering if that is why they decided to bring me here, to take my child after they ensured a healthy birth. They look absolutely gobsmacked as if that is the most ludicrous thing they have ever heard. "No!" They exclaimed in unison. "Then are you mob bosses as well? Hiding out here in this town, and knowing I'm a former mob bosses wife you figured I would be good leverage?" I ask barely taking a breath giving no room to talk as things begin to pop up in my head as to what they have to tell me. "Or are you a cult of vampires and want me to be your blood queen?" "No, you're probably a bunch of devil worshipers who want to sacrifice my children as they are the innocent." "What if you are werewolves and I'm one of your mates." "What if you're from the government and you followed me all the way here and you are just deceiving me?" "Are you guys going to kill me? Sell me after the babies are born? Sell the babies?" I begin hyperventilating with all the thoughts running through my head and the look of horror that the two wear just pushes me over the edge. Tears streaming down my face I begin to beg them.

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