Finding Tracie Stone Prologue: I never was afraid of death, until one day it was sitting infront of me- 10 feet below the ground.- I could see the reflection of my pale face in the silver gun. One blink- and I could miss the chance of watching the bullet go right between my eyes and through my head. At least it wouldn't be a painful death. It would be quick. Like I've always hoped It would go. But I don't want to die here. I was just jogging. I was just curious. But then again, Curiosity did suffocate the lamb.
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