I Posted This Story Just Awhile Ago On Myspace, So I Guess You Deserve It Too. ;] It's Just One Story, Not A One Shot, Not A Chapter Story, Just One I Wrote When I Was Bored And Posted. Mmmk? :]
"Take it." And I gave him the gun. I knew I had choosen the right thing. The right boy, the right time, the right place, the right moment. Everything was how it's supposed to be. Nothing could go wrong now. I've got it all planned. He was to do it and I was to suffer. It's excatly what I've ever wanted in my whole entire life: Freedom.
"No. I can't do it. I refuse to; I'm sorry." And with that, he walked away. He walked off down the ally, off into the moonlight, and off out of my life. For how long? I don't…
