LOOSING MYSELF

Silvio's POV

The cold, metallic scent of gunpowder filled the air as my finger repeatedly pressed against the trigger. My ears rang with the deafening sound of gunfire, but it still wasn’t loud enough to drown out the voices in my head.

"You’re a failure, Silvio," my father’s voice taunted, sli...

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