"Come on!" I whisper yell.
"I can't just come to our front door, how about the back door?" He asks.
"Naw the dog back there, come through the window!" I say.
If you read my other book then you might want to read this one.
"Come on!" I whisper yell.
"I can't just come to our front door, how about the back door?" He asks.
"Naw the dog back there, come through the window!" I say.
If you read my other book then you might want to read this one.
CRINGE WARNING!
First book I ever wrote on here!!
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"Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun."
I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay...