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Memoirs from an unsavoury character. He gives us details from the first person perspective of a mission he is assigned to do. A 100 word short story.

Mayhem ensues at a Thanksgiving day dinner with an uncooked turkey and a very overdone cat.

Isis has just moved into her new apartment which she got dirt cheap. While unpacking she discovers a book and decides to read it. In the end she may wish she didn't... One Shot will be no longer.

Ronan Isn't to stoked to return to Lexi's. After all that's where she said goodbye to Jewls. Ronan turns into a shut off girl. Not even Seeing Herman the bear dance can really cheer her up. Hannah comes over, and drags her to a cafe, where she meets Mallery, Jenna, and Dani. Ronan tries to keep her distance, but Dani just get's right in there. Even though Ronan Tries her hardest, She becomes pretty close with Dani. She has new friends, a New wild pet, and takes a knew step in her music. Is it enough to break her Gloom and Doom? Or will Ronan be stuck in a rut, living in the past, when Jewls was the only one she needed?

Cautiously, she removed her ear phones and began to turn around, an alternative pop song died down as it slowly traveled into her pocket. Her deep red scarf fluttering in the wind as if trying to escape its fate, trying to avoid facing the other side of ally. She took a few deep breaths as she prepared herself for the confrontation that would take place once she could convince her body to turn around. there she was greeted by a tall, slim man with a sickening wide smile on his face; his hair swaying in the wind like grass in an open plain, his eyes dark and sinister like those of a camera lens.
She could taste the nicotine in the air where he stood and she could smell the alcohol on his breath when he spoke.

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An assassin's last job. If you want more.... then just ask... :)

Memoirs from an unsavoury character. He gives us details from the first person perspective of a mission he is assigned to do. A 100 word short story.

Mayhem ensues at a Thanksgiving day dinner with an uncooked turkey and a very overdone cat.

Isis has just moved into her new apartment which she got dirt cheap. While unpacking she discovers a book and decides to read it. In the end she may wish she didn't... One Shot will be no longer.

Ronan Isn't to stoked to return to Lexi's. After all that's where she said goodbye to Jewls. Ronan turns into a shut off girl. Not even Seeing Herman the bear dance can really cheer her up. Hannah comes over, and drags her to a cafe, where she meets Mallery, Jenna, and Dani. Ronan tries to keep her distance, but Dani just get's right in there. Even though Ronan Tries her hardest, She becomes pretty close with Dani. She has new friends, a New wild pet, and takes a knew step in her music. Is it enough to break her Gloom and Doom? Or will Ronan be stuck in a rut, living in the past, when Jewls was the only one she needed?

Cautiously, she removed her ear phones and began to turn around, an alternative pop song died down as it slowly traveled into her pocket. Her deep red scarf fluttering in the wind as if trying to escape its fate, trying to avoid facing the other side of ally. She took a few deep breaths as she prepared herself for the confrontation that would take place once she could convince her body to turn around. there she was greeted by a tall, slim man with a sickening wide smile on his face; his hair swaying in the wind like grass in an open plain, his eyes dark and sinister like those of a camera lens.
She could taste the nicotine in the air where he stood and she could smell the alcohol on his breath when he spoke.

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An assassin's last job. If you want more.... then just ask... :)