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... hut her room door and dragged the barrel to block it. She rushed to her dresser for anything she could use as a weapon, but there wasn't much there.
A hairpin would suffice, so she grabbed it, turned back to face the door, and positioned herself for any incoming intruder.
Her body quivered and she sniffled multiple times but she didn't let the tears fall, she was just too shaken to allow the salty water out.
Whatever happened downstairs was a clear bloodbath that either s ...
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