Short writing.
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Paul left the phone aside. He couldn’t believe what he just heard. Suddenly, a film went through his mind, he felt like breathing was an effort. His eyes were filled with tears... He wish he could go back in time right now. His back ached, his stomach, the lips trembling wouldn’t stop from breaking. He wishes he could scream, he wishes he could... Have him back.
- w...hy?
He muttered, slamming his own face with his left hand. He was shocked.
John Lennon shot dead.
He felt like the world vanished around him.
He would’ve love to chat with John again, and kiss his pretty lips.
So, just then... He cried all that pain off his chest.










