Wednesday, August 11, 2010


Lizzy put the gun to the back of the man’s head. “You’ve terrorized this neighborhood, ruined families, and I’m pretty sure you’ve killed a couple people. There’s nothing worth redeeming--”
“I didn’t mean to do any of that.”
She pistol whipped him. “Shut up!” Lizzy put the gun back to his head. “I don’t see any reason I should let you live. You’re scum.”
“I can change. I really can. Don’t you believe in forgiveness?”
“Other people do. I just believe in revenge.”
Lizzy pulled the trigger.
Small chunks of skull and brain covered her chest. The gun shook in her hand, still pointed where the man’s head used to be. Now he was on the floor and his head had a large hole blasted into it.
From outside the office she heard rustling and two men burst in, each with guns pointed at her. Lizzy dropped hers, but it didn’t matter. They both opened fire upon her, sprinkling bullets across her chest.

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