The gun started to shake. I couldn't do it. I couldn't kill someone. So I let the gun lower. John thought I had given up. I hadn't. Eventually he said "to scared to kill me" he sneered. "yes" I replied. It was stupid because he was going to kill me. "Ha" John laughed "I'm going to kill you. What you gonna do about it. "This" I replied, and shot his foot...........
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