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Things Fall Apart: A Fictional Narrative

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Erica clung to what remained of her father's corpse. Fresh tears trailed down her cheeks and diluted the blood that now stained her features. Silent sobs racked her small form. She curled within herself, but the screams of her mother and brother brought her back to reality. Her eyes shot open and she looked over toward the front door. Were they both still alive? Her heart rate quickened at the possibility. She looked back over toward her father. Her gaze swept across his form before drifting to the pistol still in his possession. Her eyes went alight with the smallest ray of hope. Had he used all the bullets? With shaking hands, she worked the pistol from his grasp. She looked the gun over. It was an earth style pistol; one of her father's
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