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"MOTHER!"


he feared it already was too late. deep, red fluid was gushing out of the head of the collapsed female. millions of shards of the broken alcohol glass laid scattered on the cold, marble floor. his father slammed the front door shut, so hard that a porcelain vase plummets down a shelf, smashing itself in pieces. 


jenos shrieks and cries were still distinctly heard throughout the long, cold night, as his mother lays in the hospital. the weather cold and humid, the dark, night sky where millions secrets lay, aglow with bright city lights. the pale, crescent moon hung lit. yet an additional message reached jenos phone. 

yo r u ignoring me?

followed by another chain of messages.

u werent even at school today

mrs. lee gave u detention on friday btw

bro answer

wspp???

reply bro

do u have the answer to question 8 on the math worksheet? bet u didnt even do it

can u answer my msgs??

1 MISSED CALL FROM MARK.



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