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Trigger warning: De*th, blood, fighting, cursing, alcohol, cigarette. The thief dropped his knife as he slammed onto the concrete and slid across the sidewalk unconscious, his nose beginning to bleed. Donny stood under the streetlight gasping, his breath like smoke in the cold air. His fists were raised and ready for round two but the fight was over. His chest spurted a little blood with every breath he took, but Donny could only think of Valerie. He just had to tell her how he felt before it was all over, and he had a feeling that it wasn’t...
Trigger Warning: Cursing. De*th of child. Suicide. Squatted down, head in his hands, a broken man wept. “Mr. Carlisle, I am so sorry for your loss. I can’t even begin to understand how you must be feeling. The loss of a loved one is devastating, and seeing it happen…is just …” Officer Sasha sighed heavily. “Get away from me” Jacob Carlisle mumbled, “Leave me alone.”The pulsing blue and red police lights glimmered off the wet pavement and flashed on their faces.“Forgive me, but I need to collect a witness statement sir.” Jacob looked up at he...
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