TJ-Alvi
I was cornered in the classroom. He held the gun in front of me, five feet away.
"Shoot me. I bet yo don't have the guts." I said.
He gets a bit closer. He started to cock the gun.
"You ready? The bullet is fast, hope you don't blink." He said.
The masked man was mocking me. He knows I'm ready to die. What is taking him so long? Probably to scare to do anything.
How do we instill your mind? I have always wondered this. The way everyone thinks is different in all aspects of fields and whatnot. Not everyone will be having happy thoughts with what they contain.
I don't believe in the fantasy emotions that everyone else feels. I don't ever want to be a believer of all the emotions that no one actualy believes in.