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"Finally Bitch your here " she point her gun in front of me . She did found me after all 

I stand on my knees in a pleading form with my two hands joined i start to panick . How can i go through that . Its the end for me . 

I saw a bottle of alcohol lying next to her feet but what will it change she could shoot me in an instant .A shaky sigh came out and tears start to fall and felt them they were hot to my cold skin . All memory of my life came back in a fill , tears came more and more with my eyes closed . I opened them i could imaginated them puffy and red but it doesnt matter right now . My life is fuck probably its the best if i die even if i have just seventeen years old .yeah seventeen but you could have a life to suck .

She kneeled down with our face just a inche away "You should have listened to me " she breathed out , i could smell her breath who smelled alcohol . She opened my mouth in a manner who hurt me She placed the gun in my mouth. I could not talk or auction anything because no words wanted out , all I had was the tears that flowed . It was cold as if I was in a fridge which was christmas but not for me !

Her finger slipped up the trigger but when drawn a voice made ​​its appearance .

"Laura " She turned to the door or the voice managed.

At that point everything was a game calculates for me in a split second I pulled my pistol in the mouth and ... "That's him," she told him? No it could not be ...? Stop to think there's no time for that! By the time she was going back, I hit her on the face with the bottle I took a side of his foot, but of course it was not like I was going out without a scratch. With reflex she pulled the trigger and the ball landed zero no further than my left leg, I fall to the floor "AAAAH" I cry for my pain revealed. I hear footsteps coming from outside. I slip against the wall and get up, I breathe in and out, hoping that no cries can come out of my mouth.

My back against the wall I take a moment to think about this whole situation. What am I doing ? WHAT AM I DOING ? breathe, breathe, breathe, okay. I put a hand against the wall, the other on my leg, on the injury and I started to walk standing thanks to the wall. The first step was the worst, I feel pain, I evaluates and I continued. One step, two steps, three steps, I counted in my head every second every step I took. Once arrived at the entrance to the room I ask myself just behind the door trying to hide. Few minutes after I made me realize that I forgot the gun. 'Shit, shit, shit, "I have sworn in my head.

Breathing noises began to be heard. It was now or never. Knowing that the room was normally dark and the only light was the one who was returning from outside I could see every shade. So when his foot began to appear, panic seized me but I took over and I slammed the door on lui.Je look but he was not unconscious as I was hoping just a head injury and her artery. So I slide a side of him and struck him like my life dependée in the event, which was the case.

Once I thought it would be difficult to be identified. I 'run', seeking direction to get out of this prison I Was enfernée Laquel for a long time. Once a sign of light coming from outside the door and I open view of the trees' Where am i? ', A drop of tear runs down my cheek again will eventually always.............

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