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Why does it always happen to me....

Why does it always happen to me....

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Mystery
I walk into my house to find her laying there on the ground lifeless. With dark pools of red thick blood staining the white carpet. I didn't know what to do until I heard her mumble "Call... Cops.. 911" and I saw her twitch. She was still alive. I quickly pulled out my phone and with my luck it fell in the pool of blood.. I dreaded picking it up but soon had to make a choice and make that a quick choose. Let her die in front of me or get over my fear and pick my phone up..
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