When two wolds collide
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Last published Mon, Jan 25, 2016
She walked up to my ear "this isn't just a book, it never was" she whispered as she walked out. "Finish her" she commanded as the doors closed. I stood there in place trying to comprehend what was happening when I felt a gun to my head. I tried to take long even breathes but my breathing was anything but that. I tried to think of ways to escape but all I could think about was hearing the loud gun fire and finally having it all ending.
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