"Good Afternoon! This is Kelly speaking how may I help you?"
"Um yea. I um have a dog and, um his name is Pig. He was shot in the leg and I need him..."
Tears started to stream down my face.
"Ok sweetie. And where are you at?"
"Um. I don't really know."
A man walked up behind me.
"Who do you think you're calling?"
"Omg. Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter. Hang up the phone."
He pulled a gun from his back pocket and pointed it straight at me.
"PLEASE please please help me Kelly!"
"SHUT UP!"
"Help me.."
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Burning Daylight
Teen FictionLittle to say is i'm running. Running far from this stupid place. Running from death. |**Flashback Of 10 Minutes Before**| "Maybe she should think next time she tries to run away!" "Honey, she's only 13. Can't you just pretend to be the dad she neve...
