It was dark this morning. The clouds hung heavy under a cold and dreary sky. I left my house and squinted through the grey of dawn searching for the enemey. There was a soft humidity about the air. A colorless hue, something indescernable. My AK-47 was heavy on my neck and I could feel the tarnished leather pulling the skin on my back. Quickly, I dropped to the ground. RATATA, a running sound. He was near, I could feel it. There was heavy breathing out-there, somewhere lost in the hedges. The sun grew lighter and the shadows were all of a sudden perceptable. I could make out his angry figure brushing against a tree about 70 yards out. Pulling the aim of the gun towards his lofty shadow, I released the trigger. the sound stung my ears. BANG BANG BANG BANG, the shells came rippling to the floor, and the screams were shut out by the words of my machine gun.
...... at last the deafening sounds of silence.
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Omg, that like totally made the hairs on my neck stand up! This is a really cool blog, kudos dan and rico!
If you don't mind, could you put in your play list the song, "Feelin' Me" by Kim Sozzi. Her music makes me hotter than July. Thanks.
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