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  • Essay / Personal story: a short story - 1597

    I promise! » he said, “After you left the casino, I went to your apartment. Your car was there, but you weren't and your door was kicked open. I've been looking for you everywhere! Then I noticed the back window was opening and the screen was broken. And when I saw footprints leading to the forest behind your compound, I followed them. I saw blood and panicked, so I started running. I got to the hill and saw a man with a gun. He was hired by the old man at the casino to kill you and get the money. When I saw you frozen in your tracks, I knew he was going to kill you. I had to stop him, so I pulled out my gun and shot him in the back of the vehicle.