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Old 09-22-2006
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"Son of Bitch" was all brad could udder he belly up on a beach with a screaming sounds in his ear. He had no clue where he was he reached down to feel for his legs and came back with a handful of blood but felt no pain when he attempted to move them. The only thing worse than having a handful of your own blood is having a handful of someone else's.

All he could remember was paying to much for that heineken and now. No clue what is going on. Suddenly his hearing is back and he can hear screeaming and crashing as parts of the plane are burning and still falling apart.

"Help! oh God help!" He can hear a young woman shouting but all he can think to do is get as far away from the wreckage as possible.

"God I'm sorry you know I'm no hero" he prays out loud and began to run to save his own life.

He runs and falls int he sand next to a girl who is still breathing sees the fera in her eyes. She can'tbe more thn 21 He carries her far off the beach as he can.
"Thank you" she says
"Yeah no problem" Brad says ascalmly as can be then reality sets He starts pulling anyone out of the water and he beach. Then out of nowhere BLACK.

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