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It's Not The First Time I've Used A Gun

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We both knew why I was here. 

"Why would you even think about attempting what you did?" Officer Dean asked.

"Why not? I've had my share of hurt and betrayal over the years, I guess you could say it was his turn." I remembered my script word by word.

"Ashlynn, what do you mean share? Have you killed others?" He asked even though he had a hunch on what my answer would be.

"Well, I guess you can say this wasn't the first time I've used a gun."All Rights Reserved

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Wed, Dec 31, 2014

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