He grabbed her by her hair, she screamed. He hissed in anger. Tears dripped down her face. He didn't care. She pleaded for mercy. He didn't care. She begged. He didn't care. She bit his hand. He slapped her. She cried out in agony. He still didn't care. She was starting to annoy him. He grabbed his Glock from his back pocket. She was suddenly quiet. The gun was pointed to her head. She silently prayed. He suddenly moved it, shooting a bullet. She screamed. A body fell to the floor.
She ran away.
A/N: Another story written in the eighth grade.
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Short Stories- A Collection
Short Story☆ some short stories that i have written- some with the aid of prompts and some without ☆ romance, drama and sadness ☆ lgbtq+ ☆ triggering topics in some stories, proceed with caution ☆ no nsfw ☆ cover made on canva
