The Brittle Bones

The Brittle Bones

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'I picked up the knife once more as I heard police sirens'
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"I am pleased to in form you the bomber has taken down. Sadly he pulled a gun on my officers so they were forced to shoot him. Jason McCann is dead.................................." I tuned out. Jason was dead. My bestfriend was dead. Then a noise brought me out of my daze. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. "OPEN THE GOD DAMN DOOR WOMAN" I'd know that voice anywhere. I opened the door to see............. I'm new to writing and this is my first story so tell me what you think and I'll work to make it better *Strong langue and some vulgar discription.* Say what you like below

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