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High above you In the building above Sits a man, crouching, Each hand covered with a glove With a gun in his hand He aims down below Who is he aiming at. Wouldn't you like to know ...
Thankyou for my letter, although i am unsure if i should be thanking you. None the less, i appreciate it. But i do wish to inform you that i have received and read your letter.
NB: Trying out a new theme here, let me know what you think of this a basis for a longer story ;) It's a relief to be home, now.
After two whole days of laying around and watching t.v., it was time to get out of the house. I walk by the kitchen to get to my room but something catches the corner of my eye.
Someone calls, Who are you. I'm seething. I call them back- Heavy breathing. Someone texts, Predicting I will die. In just seven days, In the grave I will lie. Oh, you live in the roof.
Sweaty palms held tight on his warm set of keys. His heartbeat went faster, he could hear it. He could feel it.