He ran into the room, his heart pounding, and his clothes soaking wet. "What happened?" we asked. He regained his breath, swallowed hard, and began. "Darryl was found on the beach. He's dead." he said. Everyone gasped. Only Delta was calm. She sat casually on her chair and said, "Well, he got what he deserved, then, didn't he?" Everyone looked at her in disbelief. "Delta! How could you say that! Darryl's dead!" Evelyn said, her hands flying up to her mouth. "And it's great! that snake of a man got exactly what he deserved." Delta said haughtily, standing up and leaving the room. I sat in her place, shivering from the news. Richard continued. "The police say it was murder! He was shot before he drowned, apparently, but they won't tell me any more." he said. exasperated. :you should tell them about delta." i said. that ended it.

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Gone Awry (joined almost 9 years ago)

I have been many places, seen many things, been many things as well, but what I shall never stop being, is a writer, a traveler of dreams and the human soul. My name is none of your concern. Call me anything or nothing; I may not answer to anything, or answer to everything.

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He ran into the room, his heart pounding, and his clothes soaking wet.
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