Deadshot | zapficMonday microfiction

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Go, go!.The boy sprinted across the street towards the front doors of an unfamiliar school, dodging cars and pedestrians alike. His breaths came in quick gasps, his legs feeling weak, a sharp pain shot through his chest and he stumbled DEAD.

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Deadshot | zapficMonday microfiction | Ecency