“Gutter trash always seem to have something more to say. Denial maybe, obscenities even. But you, you have none of these. Yet you still stole my work and called it your own, did you not?” He says as he gently runs the knifes blade across both sides of Wesley’s face.
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Haha, epic. Whenever anyone is angry at me now, I’m like – hey at least they’re not criticising my writing.
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Haha, look for the positives, and that one is a great positive 👍
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Oh, good. He didn’t die. Occasionally, a story has to have a happy ending. 😉
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After all, don’t we all want someone to enjoy what we do, and those simple words, can do so much. Haha
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I really like this one. This is definitely a story for people who write. I wrote one on the same theme over a year ago, but didn’t post it; the ending was not a happy one. 🙂
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Thanks so much, I was going to take it further, but something told me, it was the ending it deserved, after all, don’t we all want our writing to be loved 👍
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