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She woke up in her own puddle of blood. Her big brown eyes opened up to the darkness of the room. Her light blond hair was illuminating the dark night. She had been crying her face was sticky from tears and blood. She couldn't remember what had happened and she couldn't remember who had done it, all she remembered was her
Brothers face, his face that always reassured her. As she weakly stood up she saw the dead bodies laying around her. She gasped as she fell back into somebody's arms, she felt the persons warm embrass that seemed to be familiar, she looked up and saw her brothers troubled eyes.

"How are you still al.... alive?" He asked her.

"What do you mean?!" She asked. He didn't answer he just hugged her tightly as salty tears rolled down his face.

"I'm so sorry." He said hugging her even tighter.

"What's wrong?" She said confused by his display of brotherly love. "Did I do something..... wrong?"

"No..... I did."

"Ring around the rosy,
Pocket full of posy,
Ashes ashes,
We all fall down,
What do you suppose we,
Do to fight the darkness,
In which we drown,
Ring around the rosy,
This evil thing it knows me,
Lost ghost surround me,
I can't fall down."

Hey buds, look I wrote something! Ok so this literally took me like two weeks to write, is that sad or what! Well I hope you liked it, and that it gave you hints to who the mad murderer is. Are you confused yet? Do you like James? Also I am quite bad at talking about love and junk, I only know like family love. That's why Sophie and James act like little kids with each-other, I've never had a crush soooo you know I'm bad at love stories, of you have suggestions as of how to add love in my story tell me. See us later buds!

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