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the wrong choice
#WritcoStoryPrompt28
Wide, frightened eyes took in the casual gait of the man walking towards her. Cold beads of sweat broke out across her forehead. It couldn't be him, could it?
It was him! That smirk on his thin lips was too cruel to belong to someone else.
But how could it be? She had killed him years ago!...
but as he neared her it had to be him the same 6'4height towering her 5'3height bending to her level cold eye's the same homously laugh that sent her bones shaking
it had to be him her brother no one had the deranged face of a serial killer that was proud to be one
as she stared into those blank eye's she remembered it like it was yesterday he'd killed a lot of people but there was...
Wide, frightened eyes took in the casual gait of the man walking towards her. Cold beads of sweat broke out across her forehead. It couldn't be him, could it?
It was him! That smirk on his thin lips was too cruel to belong to someone else.
But how could it be? She had killed him years ago!...
but as he neared her it had to be him the same 6'4height towering her 5'3height bending to her level cold eye's the same homously laugh that sent her bones shaking
it had to be him her brother no one had the deranged face of a serial killer that was proud to be one
as she stared into those blank eye's she remembered it like it was yesterday he'd killed a lot of people but there was...
