Bad Night

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Jazmine POV

"Damn train." I thought to myself.

I been all around the world and all i wanna do is go home. I was the only one on the street so i put my car in parked and waited for the train to end. A all black Bentley with tinted windows pulled up next to me. I knew some shit was up so i grabbed my gun next to my carseat taking it off safety.

Next thing i know my car is getting shot up with me in it. I felt a sharp pain in my chest, but i didnt stop shooting back. I was going in and out of conciousness when someone with all black on pulled me out the car and shot me 1 more time.

I listen to the footsteps of my killer runaway. All that was left to listen to was the horn of the train. As i felt my heart slowing and my life flashing before my eyes, i said a little prayer to my self and then my heart stopped.

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