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Pain. That was all Patricia could feel. She had just been pushed off the off the balcony. A pool of blood formed around her still body as her eyes closed and breathe ceaced. There was one thing that she whispered before it all ended "Why?". The pain left as did her life.
Sean stared. Breathless. "Sh..she's dead." he finally stammered. His gaze turned from the blood to a small person hiden in the shadows "Why? Why did you do it?". She stayed silent for a moment, then said in a familiar voice "I brought Patricia into this world, and I can take her out. She's been a bad girl these days." A twisted laugh followed. Sean's eyes widened "You sick b*****d." he smiled sarcastically "I knew you were ******** up. Ever since dad died. But this?," He pulled a gun out of his pocket "This is a little to far, b***h!" The trigger was pulled, and blood splattered. "See you in Hell, Mom."
- by The Little Fellow |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 02/12/2009 |
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- Title: Sick Laughter
- Artist: The Little Fellow
- Description: Just a short story I wrote 8) Please don't be harsh with judging.
- Date: 02/12/2009
- Tags: pain
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Comments (2 Comments)
- guilmon__XD - 07/25/2011
- great short from my philosophers view its perfect 5/5/ rate mine 2 please
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- abby712 - 02/12/2009
- Its sad but its the truth she went to far and the Son did it for his sister he was evenging her death by killing there mother i like the story you should write me 5/5
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