Lay Me Down

Lay Me Down

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Young Katrina has grown up in the Christian home for as long as she can remember. Life was perfect, she was close to God, had good friends, went to a private Christian school, and the best Church in the world. But when her father has to migrate to a different building for work, Katrina's world is turned upside down. She lives next to a beat down, worn out city rummaging with crime, a school with very VERY low grade averages, no close Churches, and a neighborhood with a gang that comes and kidnaps whoever is closest to them on the streets. In the midst of all the chaos, Katrina is also struggling with her faith. She "befriends" a girl in a gang, and is led away from her belief. But then she finds out she has done wrong, through a very tragic event, and has to help lead herself and her entire school to a better life and to lay themselves down for Jesus.
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I'm gonna get him killed. Someday. Somehow. I'm gonna get him killed. And the worst part? He knows I will. "Turn this into a fucking game, I'm begging you to make a bet out of it, just to see how long you'll last trying to change it before you realize not only you, but no one can. Genie gives you three wishes? Not enough. Every single memory taken out of my brain? Still only got one reality. A gun to my head....? You'll know my last words even if I don't get to say them." "A gun to mine?" An enemies to dead lovers, if you may. "A gun to yours?" I fucking hate him. "We're not the kind that fear death, why?" I really fucking hate him. "We know it doesn't end anything, we know it starts everything. You think a gun to your head's gonna be the last? No, either we write a sequel together in hell, or you're gonna find me taking a relaxing bath in someone's blood." "Do you know what a gun to yours means?" "A gun to my head....?" "A gun to your head, means a gun in my hands." He smiles. "Take my last breath from me, and I'll give you my last words."

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