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No Mercy For No Soldier

 

I run through a derelict building, my gun secured in my hand. My favourite high heels and this fabulous dress should bring me luck. I peek around the corner, expecting a soldier to pop up anywhere. My heart starts pounding faster. I tighten my grip on the gun, stroking the cold, black metal.

 

Suddenly, I heard footsteps, approaching me. I press myself against the wall, hoping I spot him first than he me. He walks on, scanning the hallway for me. His eyes eventually rest on me, his gun facing in my direction. I point my gun at him, almost ready to pull the trigger, when he drops his gun and falls on his knees. Crying, begging me to save his life. I kick his gun out of hand reach. As I walk towards him, he cries with every step even more and louder.

 

I kneel before him, with my gun still pointed at him. I am about to pull the trigger,

 

but instead I kiss him fiercely. “See you later, baby,” I whisper.

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don't mind me, small grammatical error at the end that I just had to edit
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Approved! We took a bit longer over this one since it doesn't meet the recommended length, but it's a good example of the short story form where an exception should be made. 

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Approved! We took a bit longer over this one since it doesn't meet the recommended length, but it's a good example of the short story form where an exception should be made. 

Thanks a lot  ;)

 

This gave me the chills, well done.

Thank you :)

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