stressed The Day Gen Died
We both couldn't say anything. We just stared at Gen's body lying there in the pool of blood on the ground. Sam started to run, But I grabed her hand. "I'm not taking the fall for this...Not this time." I said as I let go of the knife and Sam's hand. "But you're the one who did it." Sam's voice was nothing more then a wisper. "Yea but your the one telling me I should do it, Your the one telling me everthing would be okay, and Your the one telling me we were in this togeter." I replyed. "Well if you don't want to be cought you should take the knife with you." Sam said. She was right I picked up the knife and placed it back in my pocket. "The cops are coming, we should go." Sam urged. I nodded and went off Towards the Mall.
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