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A Freaking Island

Anne

A stone!

This was my last chance to save myself. The next bullet wasn’t going to let me live. I knew that.

Without wasting time, I grabbed the huge stone with my healthy hand, then with all the strength I could muster along with my last chance at life, I flung it towards her.

The stone made contact with her head just as the bullet busted out of the gun and flew towards me. I yelped and bent over, shutting my eyes as I awaited another heart-wrenching piercing.

Nothing came.

I raised my head and looked around me, then searched my body for any more holes. I saw nothing. I looked ahead of me and saw Fiona sprawled on the floor and the gun, nowhere in sight.

Mustering up strength, I held onto the floor with my healthy hand and lifted myself. When I got up, the whole ground started dancing beneath me. I staggered towards the wall and made painful contact with its rigid, rough, iciness. My cries knew no bounds. I fell to my knees and wailed profusely. My hand was hurting badly, an
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