Manifested by the news braodcasts and my misfortune to watch a beheading.
Terry Prong
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Sometime,somewhere,someone will have to say," I'm not gonna hate anymore". And the killing will stop?
He was wrapped in a foul smelling robe(or what was left of it) some mud caked around his left, lazy eye made it hard for him to see his target. He brushed by a woman who coughed at his stanched body. He had slept in his own urine for months (so the dogs could not detect the explosives),and it was beginning to bother even him! "I won't have to worry about that soon." he thought.
He held tight the vest that contained forty pounds of plastic explosives that was concealed under his badly torn rags that he had as clothes. He kept chanting over and over "77 virgins I shall have when I reach the great beyond." A young boy darted in front of him causing him to trip and stumble. As he started to fall to the ground time stood still. The man went over every little detail of every second of his life. He saw his 77 virgins waiting for him and they were ugly, fat woman. Wow he didn't expect that. That's not what is supposed to happen! "Wait I wish not to die." He landed with a thump and a thud. Head banging on the hard pack dirt. He tightened every muscle in his body and waited for the bang. It didn't bang. The man gently got up and brushed him self off ever so lightly. The he took off the vest and gave it to the boy who had made him fall.The boys eyes lit up as he had visions of his 77 virgins that would be his after the bang. And the story continues.
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fiogf49gjkf0d can't have peace if you don't show mercy.
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