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Don't ride with a stranger

Submitted: March 10, 2017

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Submitted: March 10, 2017





Another night passes by

But the urge is still there.

I go for a drive to try and get rid of it.

Wait there she is walking down the street.

The urge grows stronger.

I pull over and offer her a ride.

She looks so young.

The urge is raging in me now.

I can feel the pressure of the gun in my waste band.

I glance at her.

She looks at me and smiles.

She has a nice smile.

But not for long.

I feel my fingers wrap avound the butt of my pistol.

She starts to tell me how she just got out of a bad relationship.

I just nod and tighten my grip on my pistol.

She has had a hard life from what i can hear.

But she doesnt know that it's about to end.

I can't help but wonder if her mother warned her about strangers.

She thank's me for the ride.

I just smile and nod.

Her mouth opens to scream, but she doesn't have time.

As i put my pistol away I wonder how im going to get the blood out of the seat.

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