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[sidra81]

HAHAHAHAHAAH
TRUUU

[Locke Lamora]

so, where shud we continue with guys??

he's fallen down, nd he's protecting his son by covering him......

[angell]

OK FINE

HE TURNS AROUND THE THUGS OVER HIM, THEY SHOOT THEM BOTH DOWN WITH THEIR MASSIVE AK 47S.

COOL MUSIC PLAYS IN THE BACKGROUND.

THEY FIX THEIR SHADES, AND WALK OFF TO THEIR BLACK FJ CRUISERS.

ALEX AND DAN LAY BLEEDING.LAST SHOT OF ALEXS INNOCENT EYES CLOSING, AS THE LAST DROPS OF LIFE TRICKLED OUT OF HIM.

END OF STORY.

HAPPY?

[X Abdulrahman X]

wow lol when i left 5hrs ago we were at page 11 now we are in page 30 >.<

[sidra81]

lol
dont like the fj cruisr bit
umm how would a hummer do? or or a koenigsegg?

[Locke Lamora]

ok, here's mine, angell tum apni kahani 3alehda se chalao..... parallel stories  

so:
Time went by - it seemed this moment would never end. He squeezed his eyes shut..he wished to block out the visions before him.
Why couldn't they let him and his son, Alex live in peace? This quiet place, which had become their own pesonal heaven - a refuge from all kinds of disaster!
So they were back, the dreaded Mafia.
thinking hard, it was exhausting.his thoughts where frozen.
Hands shivering, heartbeat accelerating, eyes drooping from exhaustion, he struggled to move, inch by inch, out of sight of these inhumane monsters. His only fear was for his son. He had no wish to continue living - but his son, Alex? So innocent, so sweet. He deserved a chance to live, and Dan was determined to let him have it.He wud die for it!just to let them spare his son's life.he had to protect his son - if not himself, his son.He closed his eyes and prayed.For a moment he thought he heard the sweetest voice ever.It was speaking to him,calling his name.
(Alex's point of view)

Alex gaped at the AK47s in the thugs hands.

"Daddy, they're bad guys!", he whimpered.

Dan hated himself for making his son go through this. It was not fair to the young boy to face all this in such ripe and tender years. Only the Lord knew what imprint this would leave in his young childs heart.

If he lived to experience it.

The voice grew louder. Dans heartbeat accelerated. Maybe, there was hope after all.

but wait... it was fading. Dan jumped up from his position and ran. Ran so fast as his sons life depended on him now. Suddenly he felt something sharp hit his leg. NOOOO, he inwardly screamed. The pain was excrutiating.
He stumbled and fell heavily to the ground, his useless left leg dragging him down.... the thugs gathered over him and his son.....

"Get up!! now!! we've gotta take you to the Boss...."

they hauled him up roughly, along with his son. he understood now why they, crack shots at their preferred weapons, had shot him in the leg only...

lol@angell:

dont get all huffed up...

[angell]

hmph !

[Locke Lamora]

see?? you can turn the story at the last moment.... there was a logical lead-up to the point......

hahaha i made u, my reader, lose hope completely!!

[sidra81]

Time went by - it seemed this moment would never end. He squeezed his eyes shut..he wished to block out the visions before him.
Why couldn't they let him and his son, Alex live in peace? This quiet place, which had become their own pesonal heaven - a refuge from all kinds of disaster!
So they were back, the dreaded Mafia.
thinking hard, it was exhausting.his thoughts where frozen.
Hands shivering, heartbeat accelerating, eyes drooping from exhaustion, he struggled to move, inch by inch, out of sight of these inhumane monsters. His only fear was for his son. He had no wish to continue living - but his son, Alex? So innocent, so sweet. He deserved a chance to live, and Dan was determined to let him have it.He wud die for it!just to let them spare his son's life.he had to protect his son - if not himself, his son.He closed his eyes and prayed.For a moment he thought he heard the sweetest voice ever.It was speaking to him,calling his name.
(Alex's point of view)

Alex gaped at the AK47s in the thugs hands.

"Daddy, they're bad guys!", he whimpered.

Dan hated himself for making his son go through this. It was not fair to the young boy to face all this in such ripe and tender years. Only the Lord knew what imprint this would leave in his young childs heart.

If he lived to experience it.

The voice grew louder. Dans heartbeat accelerated. Maybe, there was hope after all.

but wait... it was fading. Dan jumped up from his position and ran. Ran so fast as his sons life depended on him now. Suddenly he felt something sharp hit his leg. NOOOO, he inwardly screamed. The pain was excrutiating.
He stumbled and fell heavily to the ground, his useless left leg dragging him down.... the thugs gathered over him and his son.....

"Get up!! now!! we've gotta take you to the Boss...."

they hauled him up roughly, along with his son. he understood now why they, crack shots at their preferred weapons, had shot him in the leg only...
They wanted something.Question was, what? He difinitely didn`t have money - if thats what they were after.

[angell]

My next story's gonna be about a bunch of fairies in a flowery garden in heaven:P lets see how u MAKE US lose hope there, oh great pessimist.n wotevver,ET TU BRUTUS?

[sidra81]

he probably can aswell..lose hope i mean

[angell]

Time went by - it seemed this moment would never end. He squeezed his eyes shut..he wished to block out the visions before him.
Why couldn't they let him and his son, Alex live in peace? This quiet place, which had become their own pesonal heaven - a refuge from all kinds of disaster!
So they were back, the dreaded Mafia.
thinking hard, it was exhausting.his thoughts where frozen.
Hands shivering, heartbeat accelerating, eyes drooping from exhaustion, he struggled to move, inch by inch, out of sight of these inhumane monsters. His only fear was for his son. He had no wish to continue living - but his son, Alex? So innocent, so sweet. He deserved a chance to live, and Dan was determined to let him have it.He wud die for it!just to let them spare his son's life.he had to protect his son - if not himself, his son.He closed his eyes and prayed.For a moment he thought he heard the sweetest voice ever.It was speaking to him,calling his name.
(Alex's point of view)

Alex gaped at the AK47s in the thugs hands.

"Daddy, they're bad guys!", he whimpered.

Dan hated himself for making his son go through this. It was not fair to the young boy to face all this in such ripe and tender years. Only the Lord knew what imprint this would leave in his young childs heart.

If he lived to experience it.

The voice grew louder. Dans heartbeat accelerated. Maybe, there was hope after all.

but wait... it was fading. Dan jumped up from his position and ran. Ran so fast as his sons life depended on him now. Suddenly he felt something sharp hit his leg. NOOOO, he inwardly screamed. The pain was excrutiating.
He stumbled and fell heavily to the ground, his useless left leg dragging him down.... the thugs gathered over him and his son.....

"Get up!! now!! we've gotta take you to the Boss...."

they hauled him up roughly, along with his son. he understood now why they, crack shots at their preferred weapons, had shot him in the leg only...
They wanted something.Question was, what? He difinitely didn`t have money - if thats what they were after.  

(From the thugs poin of view)

They shoved Dan and his son into the car, taking care not to be too harsh with the little boy. They had strict orders. He was too precious to lose.

[Locke Lamora]

Time went by - it seemed this moment would never end. He squeezed his eyes shut..he wished to block out the visions before him.
Why couldn't they let him and his son, Alex live in peace? This quiet place, which had become their own pesonal heaven - a refuge from all kinds of disaster!
So they were back, the dreaded Mafia.
thinking hard, it was exhausting.his thoughts where frozen.
Hands shivering, heartbeat accelerating, eyes drooping from exhaustion, he struggled to move, inch by inch, out of sight of these inhumane monsters. His only fear was for his son. He had no wish to continue living - but his son, Alex? So innocent, so sweet. He deserved a chance to live, and Dan was determined to let him have it.He wud die for it!just to let them spare his son's life.he had to protect his son - if not himself, his son.He closed his eyes and prayed.For a moment he thought he heard the sweetest voice ever.It was speaking to him,calling his name.
(Alex's point of view)

Alex gaped at the AK47s in the thugs hands.

"Daddy, they're bad guys!", he whimpered.

Dan hated himself for making his son go through this. It was not fair to the young boy to face all this in such ripe and tender years. Only the Lord knew what imprint this would leave in his young childs heart.

If he lived to experience it.

The voice grew louder. Dans heartbeat accelerated. Maybe, there was hope after all.

but wait... it was fading. Dan jumped up from his position and ran. Ran so fast as his sons life depended on him now. Suddenly he felt something sharp hit his leg. NOOOO, he inwardly screamed. The pain was excrutiating.
He stumbled and fell heavily to the ground, his useless left leg dragging him down.... the thugs gathered over him and his son.....

"Get up!! now!! we've gotta take you to the Boss...."

they hauled him up roughly, along with his son. he understood now why they, crack shots at their preferred weapons, had shot him in the leg only...
They wanted something.Question was, what? He difinitely didn`t have money - if thats what they were after.

lol, its classified info theyre after... so, to continue....

the three mafia suits took him to their Toyota Sequoia and piled him into the back seat with one guard, and the other two sat up front. the one in the back tossed Dan a first aid kit to bandage himself up.
"wont do to hav you dropping in front of the Boss" he said.


@angell:
et tu brutus??!!  oh ok, the fairies were about to fall from the heavens to be dashed onto the hard earth miles below.... lose hope??

[angell]

@wotevver -they've wings to fly, and they're off to make the world a better place.yayyyyy

im off now guys, will be back laters! Take care!

[sidra81]

lol l8rtz