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Trent stopped at the door to take a deep breath and also because of it was closed. Then the door opened and a woman who Trent didn’t want to have sex with opened the door. BANG! Trent shot the woman! “hahaha” said Trent “anyone home?!”. He quickly buried the body in the garden and went in the house. Trent could hear the cocktail party was happening in the dining room which was the room he was next to. He wanted to walk past the room but the door was open! Trent easily somersaulted over the top of the door so no-one saw him! He knew the man with the information was in the next room. Trent knocked on the door and said “room service” in his best voice. The trick worked easily and trent went into the room. “It’s you! “said the man when Trent was in the room “I’ll give you the information Trent just dont kill me” he said. BANG! Trent shot the man! He didnt have time for games. Then he found the information in the room. Just then the people from the party came into the study and saw trent and the man and trents gun and the information in trents hands and the other things in the room, books mostly, there was a bin in the corner. “can i see your invitation” said one of the men. This was a silly thing to say firstly Trent obviasly didnt have an invitation, secondly he wouldnt of gone to that party and thirdly it made Trent say “yes heres my invitation” and kill them all with his gun.
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Trent felt a hand on his shoulder. At least he assumed it was a hand. His mind briefly ran through the other things it could of been, a bird? no that would of been obvious because of its claws and feathers, a leaf from a tree? too light. could his hat have fallen off his head? no he was very careful about his hat. Eventually he just turned his head to see what it was. A hand. “hahaha” Though Trent. “I knew it”. “What are you looking at my hand for” said the hand owner. Trent turned round, he could of shot him there and then for that but his mind was on other things. “what is this on my shoulder, a hand? ” and then “why is this hand on my shoulder ” were the other things his mind was on, not shooting. “What do you want” said Trent. “I hear you can” The man paused. “solve problems” he said after the pause. Trent tried to think of something supercool to say like “Im not a maths teacher” or soemthing. He couldnt though because of the whole hand/shoulder thing. BANG! Trent shot the man! “I guess you won’t be putting your hands on any shoulders now” said Trent. But he wasn’t really happy with it.
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Trent couldn’t resist it. The casino had pulled him in. Like when you pull in all the stuffing from a cushion that your naughty dog has chewed up and left on the floor and instead of shouting at the dog your mum shouts at you because you were supposed to be watching him. So Trent was in the casino even though he had other stuff to do, like killing all them people. Like when you have homework and you should do it but you watch both Simpsons on sky one and then the Scrubs repeats and your stupid sister tells of you. Anyway he was pulled in. And he knew he had stuff to do but he didn’t care, he had shot his parents anyway they couldnt tell him off because of they were dead!. “£1000000 on black” Trent said. He casually tossed a £1000000 chip on the table. The cocktail waitress really fancied him. “BLACK!” exclaimed the dealer. “hahaha” said Trent. “Too easy”. Then he had sex with the cocktail waitress.
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“So, we meet again Trent” said the man. “WHo is this man?” thought Trent. “Hahaha ” said Trent, “I suppose we do, why don’t you just tell me your name though, to remind me what it is in case I kill you and I need to tell the papers or a policeman what the name of the man I killed was.” The man didn’t fall for the trick though. “What’s the matter Trent don’t you recognise me?” Trent looked at the man, expcept he couldn;t because he was wearing a hat pulled down over his face and he was standing in the shadows anyway. Trent got ready to pull his gun out very quickly and shoot the man and this is what he was just about to do when suddenly the man stepped forward. “I am your father Trent” he said, taking off his hat. “Oh yes, said Trent “I didn’t recognise you for a minute then” “hahaha” they both said. BANG! Trent shot the man! “Merry Christmas” said Trent.
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Trent looked at himself in the eyes. He couldn’t of seen them normally except he was looking in a stream. Because of being in the army, he knew all about survival. Using a stream like mirror or a log or something as a seat if his legs got tired. His eyes that he was looking at looked tired, if only there was a log in that stream for them. There probably was logs in the stream thought Trent, but I’m not touching them with my eyes! “haha thought Trent. Trent sat on a log. Because of his legs were tired. CRACK! A noise went. CRACK! Like a mouse’s spine breaking. Trent turned round at mouse height expecting to see one with a broke back. It was a broken twig though with a foot on it. Trent thought that was probably what broke it. He looked up the foot and up the leg the foot was on and then up again until he saw the face of a beautiful woman. Then Trent had sex with her ” hahaha” Thought Trent.
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Trent was having a flashback. He suddenly remembered lots of exciting things that had happened to him that really showed who he was. He was glad that there was no way people could of known what he was thinking because it really gave away a lot about him. He shook his head to refocus on what he had to do. “Oh yes, killing all them people” Trent thought. He chuckled to himself “hahaha” because of the flashback. “Gosh that would really explain a lot about me… if people only knew what I was just thinking about…” A man who was passing looked at him and wondered why he had said it. BANG! Trent shot the man dead! He fell on the floor like some shopping that hadn’t been doubly bagged but there was heavy shopping in the bag, so the bag ripped. Trent was just like that, but no-one knew why.
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“A gun!” Trent barked and “A hat!. The shopkeeper did not appreciate being barked at but told Trent where the guns and the hats where in his shop. He also didn’t like to sell a gun to a man like Trent. The hat was ok. “Take your precious gun and hat and get out of my shop” said the shopkeeper when Trent had bought the gun and hat. Trent left the shop, pointing the gun at the shopkeeper like he might have shot him. The hat sat on his head like a man sitting on a park bench. “Peeeow!” peeowed Trent making a noise like a gun shooting. “Peeow ” to you too said the shopkeeper. He knew there wasn’t any bullets in the gun! Yet…
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SKRRK! SKRRK SKRRK! Somehwere in the distance Trent could hear it. SKRRK! SKRRK! SKRRK! Trent could well remember that noise from the time he was in the army. “I can well remember that noise from the time I was in the army” Trent thought. No time for thinking, he thought. And carried on running. The SKRRK!ing seemed to be getting closer though and Trent knew he must stop and fight or be killed. “Gasp!” Trent gasped. “Corporal Jones?” “Hahaha, yes Trent, I knew you would come here and I knew you knew what the SKRRK!ing was and that you must stop. That’s why I did it and why I came here in the first place.” Trent wasn’t sure whether he should hug him or punch him! Hug him because of the SKRRK!ing wasn’t real and he knew he was safe after all, or punch him because he didn’t actually like him! He shook the Corporal Jones on the hand. “Hahaha” said Corporal Jones. “Same old Trent!”
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It had always been Trents problem to treat women like objects. Like a nice bookcase or a €350,000 mansion. He was sorry about that and sorry about what he had to do but he knew he had to do it. He had to pick up his hat and his gun and had to march to that house. He knew the people would be there and he had to kill them! But back to the women. Trent liked women but like all his things he did not do the right things with them. Like the time he broke that man’s pen inthe bank by accident. He also like to take things that weren’t his. “Leave my things alone! They would say to him. But he didnt care. not a jot.
It had always been Trents problem to treat women like objects. Like a nice bookcase or a €350,000 mansion. He was sorry about that and sorry about what he had to do but he knew he had to do it. He had to pick up his hat and his gun and had to march to that house. He knew the people would be there and he had to kill them! But back to the women. Trent liked women but like all his things he did not do the right things with them. Like the time he broke that man’s pen inthe bank by accident. He also like to take things that weren’t his. “Leave my things alone! They would say to him. But he didnt care. not a jot.
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A man in a hat entered the room. He took off the hat. “It’s you!” They all said. At the same time like a class speaking to a teacher. “Hahaha Hello gentleman”, the man in the hat said, putting the hat on the table. “And hello ladies he said. Turning to the ladies and lifting his hat politely. “Leave us alone Trent!” The women said. Perhaps it was because the were angry at him for something he had done in the past, a long, long time ago. Or perhaps it was because he was holding a gun at them! The gun came from nowhere. He had got it out of his pocket and now both bullets were aimed at the people.”Say your prayers!” The man said but one of the men grabbed the gun, knocking the table with the hat on it and some other things on the floor. A vase got broken. Now the gun was in the other hands and we would have to wait and see if it was the right hands.