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// Betral  
// Story: My Little Dashie: Jimmie's Advenure 
// by Windlife 
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I go to my friends home to get Dashie. He was my best friend and I loved him very much.

I nocked on the door, and he opened it up. 

“i be here fo' Dashe.”

“Im not goin ta give her ta you,” I was sad.

“Why not?”

“Im be goin ta take care of her now on.” I was getting very angery since I now hated him.

I pulled out my gun and aimed at his face. Bitch, your goinna ta give me her!”

He held out his hands, he was real scared. “Waita seccont, man!”

“Fuck you!” I yelled before I pulled the trigger, releasing hot lead onto his face. 

“ARHGHGHGHHHHHHHhhh!” He screamed as he fell to the ground, bleeding out. 

“Dat right, biiaatch!!” I taunted him. I stood over his body and unloaded 5 more shots into his back. “Fuck! Ing! Die! Fuck!” I yelled with every shot. 

I was so mad at him. He was not going to keep Dashie from me.

“Daddy?” I saw Dashie peek her head out of one of the rooms inside his home. 

“Comere Dashie!” I waved my hand to tell her to get over to me.

She ran into my arms, ignoring the dead body. 

“Letz bounce back ta tha doggy den.”