*Click*
I heard the sound of the trigger and closed my eyes, waiting for the gun to shoot and blow away my brains; but it didn't happen, the thief had forgotten to load his gun, and taking advantage of the situation, I escaped from his arms and doing a flip I took away the gun from his hand, the roles had changed, and now it was I who was holding the gun, pointing to his head, I loaded, rightly, the gun, put my finger around the trigger, and I looked at the thief's eyes, asking myself if I, a good man, was gonna be capable of pulling the trigger and blow away the brains of the thief who would have blew mines just a few seconds ago.
Thursday, June 18, 2015
718 - The trigger.
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Sir Helder Amos
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The end.
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