it was me

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1/10/15    3:00am
I met this old woman on the street and I became really good friends with her. As she aged I would carry her places and across streets so she wouldn't get hurt. One day I was walking along a balcony and something pushed me and the woman flew over the edge, I watched horribly as her head collided with the asphalt like a watermelon and a hammer. I started crying and couldn't beleive my eyes. I turned around to see if anyone had witness who pushed me and everyone was laughing. They said "you threw her over, no one was near you." I looked in the window and saw my reflection. There I was smiling and a tall black figure was smiling too next to me.

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