jerryc41 wrote:
I was walking to my car after the late show at the movie theater last week, and I heard footsteps behind me. I sped up, and the steps sped up. Before long, the footsteps were right behind me. I stopped and turned around. Three feet away was a big guy wearing a hoodie. He drew a gun and shoved it in my face. Not wanting to appear afraid, I grabbed the paper he had drawn the gun on and ripped it up. I think I heard him whimper.
Alternate ending -
He drew a gun on me, and I knew that was bad news. That Sharpie ink would never come out of my new jacket.
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