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"I hate this chapter!"

She despised the chapter of the book she was reading with a passion,

Her brows lowering, furrowing,

She clenched her teeth, slamming the book, closing it,

She stood up and put the book back in its place.


"I hate this chapter!"

She screamed, alone in the rooftop, the moon being the only witnessing her agony,

Tears touching her scarred skin, her being the sole reason of the scars,

This chapter of her life is the worst for she had lost herself,

It would also be the last,

She stood on the railing, looking down.



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