Different Worlds
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Gun shots filled my ears as I broke out into a sprint. Dammit, it was happening again. Only this time I might not make it. I shouldn't have angered him. You should have just kept your big mouth shut. I pulled the gun that was in my underwear out and cocked it. I'll be dammed if they think I'm going down without a fight. I turned around and aimed at the first man I saw. Only before I could pull the trigger I saw something that almost made me drop my gun. No..It can't be. Another gun shot roared through my ears before darkness surrounded me. After seeing that, I gladly let the darkness consume my body. Alexandria Bell. Known by everyone in school as the mysterious bad ass girl. Known by everyone in the streets as "Johnny's daughter." Her father was the leader of the most notorious gang in the city and she soon had to take it over. "Not a problem." She thought until he came. His smile alone made her melt. She should've listened to her dad. "He's no good." He said. Now she's fucked.
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