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Before he could even react, I yanked my hand away from my stomach and shoved my thumb and second finger deep into the bullet wound.

A sharp, blinding pain exploded inside of me.

"FUUUUCKKKK!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, my whole body jerking in agony.

I hadn't even removed the bullet yet before the pain hit me.

And when it did... it was worse than anything I ever imagined.

"Ooooh no, my stomach! It hurts!" I screamed out loud, my voice bouncing ...

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