Chapter 45 Go To Hell

jacqueline chalmers 1.3k words

All I could see was the black muzzle of the gun, and just as I was ready to die, my father raised the hand that held the stone and smashed it at me.

A violent vertigo hit me suddenly. All the things in my mind have become blurred. A sticky liquid...

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