Fatally Divine

Fatally Divine

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Fiction
Fantasy
I’m sitting on the linoleum floor of my apartment, my back against the cold metal of the fridge. I’ve been here since I removed the gun from it’s hiding place. I should feel afraid but I don’t.
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"Yo this shit is false product!"That's all I said as I pulled the trigger launching bullets in the chest of the leader to the East Side Crips that tried to screw my gang over.I was never like this. I was the quiet and shy girl who was independent. Hell I used to work at Footlocker,but now I'm just a girl who was pulled in the game with no way out,because I made a short-cut. Life's a bitch ain't it. Now I live a life where I could die any day now, because I made a wrong turn.

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