I was covered in head to toe with the maroon blood slowly dripping down me. (Did I really do this?) I thought as I watched her lifeless body lay by my shivering feet. My body trembled as i slowly walked towards them. I realised that I now had to take responsibility of something I didn't intend to do.
It was like a trance. A rush of energy thrashed through my head. I didn't even realise what I had done until the warm liquid flowed down my face.
My mother always taught me to be a good person, and yet here I am, trembling to my knees next to my dead ****** (you figure it out later)
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is reality real...
Short Storythis is a story about how not everyone has happy ends. especially those who don't even come close to deserving it.