CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE.

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- THE END
ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ

it was the afternoon of jack's birthday
and him and zach were in jack's new car,
the curly haired male driving to wherever
he pleased.

zach held something in his pocket,
saying it was a surprise for later
and that jack didn't have to worry until then.

now was finally later.
the car radio blasted
of old hits and no one
was near for miles.

it was zachs perfect opportunity.

"touching me, touching you. "

the lyrics blasted threw the new cars speakers
as zach took the gun out of his pocket
and pointing to the cluelees boy.

" sweet caroline. "

bum, bum, bum.

bullets shot threw the boys skull.
a blue bead bracelet dangling from
the wrist of the hand that held the gun.

after that day, the light of everyone's life had blown out far too early.

all because of zach dean.

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