• how did i get into this...


    As i was dragged, slamming my head into rock after rock, to the very bloody wooden pole, i couldn't help but feel proud. Why? Simply becaused i deserved what was coming to me. I could hear the chanting audience "to his death! to his death!", and thus, i smiled. I could see that one off the bystanders, appearing angry at my smile, threw a rock at me, shamefully missing, and hitting my dragger in the face. Wow the guy was strong! The man hit in the face fell to the floor imiedietly. And of course, i was laying there. And i could not remember anything. Just, that i deserved this terrible fate. Then i heard a gunshot. i looked around. the bystander had a gun, and still missed me. i then laughed. that's when i crossed the line. the bystander rushed to me, and shot me in the jaw. suprisingly, i was still awake. then, he kicked me in the face, and i blacked out. when i came to, i remembered everything...

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