No. 13
Brandon Crooms
11 Apr, 2016 11:44 PM'WACK, WACK, WACK, WACK... I had started to lose count. "Goodbye, Mr. Blount." My hands tightly grip the ax, I took aim at his bloodied back. Fury covers my eyes with blood, "Can I do this?" I could, I could, I could. "One more swing," I say. "I hope to God you'll pray." I bring it down fast... This will be the last... The hit was clean. ...and that made 13.'
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