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Lost Or Found? (#Wattys2017)
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Ongoing, First published Jul 25, 2016
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"PULL THE TRIGGER DAMNIT!" He yells In angst and pure anger.

"No. You couldn't pay me to pull this trigger. Especially not on people I've always loved you INBRED FREAK!" I say in a breathy crying voice.

"Ok then.This 'inbred freak' will just have to help you." He smirks and slowly raises his gun. "Say goodnight bitch."

And that's when I pulled the trigger.... 


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