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RushA Story by ChristeenaIt was aimed to my forehead. The sunlight reflected off its silver metal. It was in her hand. It was in the little girl’s hand. The gun was in.. |
Christeena
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RushA Story by ChristeenaIt was aimed to my forehead. The sunlight reflected off its silver metal. It was in her hand. It was in the little girl’s hand. The gun was in.. |
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