At rescue

I was on a bus and the person sitting diagonally to my situate had a pistol with him. I ceaselessly looked at him with doubts as to why he was carrying a pistol with him. He abruptly expelled the pistol and pointed to a woman sitting before him. I was scared and shouted uproariously andContinue reading “At rescue”

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