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[tooniceofaguy]

There is a gun in your hand. It's pointed at his temple. He's kneeling on the floor, pleading for mercy. You look at the ugly gray carpet below you. It's the cheap kind, hard and uncomfortable, the kind they use in hospital waiting rooms and apartment buildings like this one. If you pull the trigger, you will put his brains on the carpet. It occurs

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[anonymous]

...I remember what it was like growing up. Everything was so easy when I was younger. I never really had to make big decisions because my mom would do it for me. Life back when I was six was so much better. Never thought that in 15 years I would be in a situation like this. I was never troubled when I was a little girl, but my teen years were extremely rough on me, so I now see why I was where I am standing now. I just wanted to have a little money so I could go to Best Buy and purchase yet another depressing CD to drown my sorrows in. What the hell was I thinking? Did I really believe I could out run a guy? So not only am I now caught, I am stuck to make a decision in which either end result will land me with more problems than a stupid All American Rejects CD can fix. I open my eyes to see the guy trying to plan a way to grab the gun away from me. I can see the dude pondering his escape due to his eyes moving quickly and his lips quivering ever so slightly. He is probably thinking how he doesn't want his mother to see him die like this, or if I kill him then I'll probably off his mom too. Eventually I ask his mom if she has ever seen brain particles covered in blood lying all over carpet. "JUST DO IT ALREADY," he screams to me. "Here is you're chance punk." BANG, THE TRIGGER WAS PULLED. Brain fragments are everywhere and blood is scattered thoughout the room. Amazing, I finally did it. The guys mother is yelling and crying as she picks up the phone to call the police. "911, how can I help you?" "My son was robbed, but chased the person down and into our house. The theif was a young girl who then pulled a gun on us, then eventually shot it." "Is anyone hurt?" "Yes, she is dead!"