Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Book Excerpt.Sheer Terror

Don’t you think my family will miss me?” There was no response…only the whistling. I grabbed the gun. He looked over at me and smiled. Then he reached in his pocket and pulled out the shotgun shells. I did not want to die, and I was terrified of the dark well. My mind searched frantically for a way out and when Stewart slowed down to round the next curve, I jumped out and started running.

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