I was shot down by Pat Garrett in 1881 and I come back to life in 2023

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this story tells about how I was shot down by Pat Garrett and I died on July 14th 1881. but through a marcle I come back to life in 2023. and get use to things being very differentAll Rights Reserved

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Roses are red Violets are blue One day we'll cruise Down Blood Gulch Avenue Red fighting Red Blue fighting Blue I against I And me against you Hop in my car 'Cause you know it won't have any doors It runs like a cat, it drives on all fours My car's like a puma, and it lands on all fours Violets are blue Roses are red Living like this We were already dead And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it (Two, four, one, ten) (Two, four, one, ten) And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it #4 in redvsblue [May 6, 2021]

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Red vs Blue (Male OC Insert) [Being heavily overhauled] by Alpha423

You were one of the first freelancers and one of the best you could never fill a mission no matter what happens you always succeed no matter who you fight you always come out on top. You've lost a lot of people you care about in your life along with Losing your memory on top of all. What will happen when you get your memories back will happen when you remember the ones you love and what will happen when you figure out who you really are.

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Sixteen years ago, my sisters and I moved from France to the United States to live the American dream. Not long after, I met Declan, a marine who was home for his mother's funeral. He was my everything, my world, and the love of my life. Four and a half years later, I became his fiancée. Then, when I thought everything was going well, my world ended when I awoke to him gone. No note, no nothing. He was just gone. I waited days, weeks, and months to hear from him and for his return. That never happened. Then, I met Chadwick, who took the pieces of my broken heart and put them back together. He promised me many things during our dating years, guaranteeing he'd give me the world. And he was. Then, after years of not wanting to give my entire heart to him, fearing he'd do what Declan had done, I pushed the fear of him leaving me aside and married him. The night we married, instead of giving me the world he promised, I was gifted a nightmare. For over six years, I lived in a lake of fire. If I wasn't locked in a dark, cold room for days on end, day and night, I was tormented, punished, abused, and tortured in the blackest darkness until I could no longer see, talk, or move. Maltreating me until he broke me. Finally, one of my prayers was answered when an ally close to Chadwick helped me escape the prison of hell. She flew me out of New York and brought me to her friend's home in Mobile, Alabama, where I got the shock of my life. He wasn't just her "friend." He was a ghost from my past, and now I'm in his care. Oh, and he has a child nearly as old as our breakup.

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Troubles Of My Life ✔️ by multiple_fandoms198

They say everything happens for a reason, well can you tell me the reason for what happens in my life. This is the story of how my life went from good to bad and slowly back to good again before spiralling downhill. Don't want to give away the book here, read to find out what happens. This is my first time writing something like this, hope it's okay. Some parts will be based of my life as a base for writing but no facts of my life are really in it. I tried to make things using some facts and what I thought might happen in this situation. I'm not the best at writing but I try.

Ever wandered what it's like to have someone's life in the palm of your hand? Knowing at the push if a trigger that they will cease to live in this world. To take a life and disappear the second after. Like a shadow in the dark you perform the devils work, knowing that there is a good reason as you try to convince yourself. You glide through life like smoke, the police can't even track you. All you have is a gun and your sharpest wits. Would you have what it takes to be a Indespectus? ~*~ "Assignment success, target is down" The bosses' voice resonates through my ear as they speak "Excellent, you're done for the night Ghost" "Got it Boss" I speak back. Slowly descending down the ladders to my motor cycle, I rode off into the night. ~*~

I suddenly wake up from the nightmare. I rub the haziness out of my eyes and grab the bottle of whiskey sitting next to my bed. I take a big swig and stand up. My room is dusty and as rundown as you get. It's 1881, I am 16, a drunk and couldn't stay away from trouble if my life depended on it, which it does, and I am also wasting away in some rundown room a saloon owner lets me stay in. I grab my clothes and change quickly then put my pistols in my holsters. I open the door slowly and begin walking downstairs towards the chaos the wild west has to offer. The saloon was packed, it was filled with older men who have nothing better to do rather than drink and waitresses who had no self respect and would flirt just for a little extra money. I walk down the stairs and sit at one of the bars, although I am 16 and probably shouldn't have a drinking problem, I do. What can I say? I have daddy issues. Destiny is my worst enemy, and its guiding me down a dark path. For a girl who cant die, I get in a lot of bad situations.

The Game Changer (Blake) 3 ✔️ by DMHosmon21

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The Daughter Of A Gang Leader by TheDevil1155

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“You do it like this.” he pushed the button and the paper went back to the place he shot at. “Just stand with your legs apart and shoulders strong,” he adjusted my posture. I felt tingly as he rubbed his hands along my hips to adjust me to the right posture. “Now click the safety,” as I did this the blood was pumping and I was super excited. I was about to shoot a gun for the first time. “Whenever you’re ready” he spoke still standing behind me. I aimed at the target and shot. One…two…three…four It was exhilarating, better than anything I had ever done before. The feeling of the backfire and ricochet off of the target. It was like I could handle anything that was thrown at my way. I would defiantly have to have him teach me how to do more."

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Roses are red Violets are blue One day we'll cruise Down Blood Gulch Avenue Red fighting Red Blue fighting Blue I against I And me against you Hop in my car 'Cause you know it won't have any doors It runs like a cat, it drives on all fours My car's like a puma, and it lands on all fours Violets are blue Roses are red Living like this We were already dead And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it (Two, four, one, ten) (Two, four, one, ten) And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it #4 in redvsblue [May 6, 2021]

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