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As the curdling screams of the now lost souls silenced fawn sighed in boredom.
Leaping from her perch, she shuffled into the coal black house, embers still radiating heat.
Glancing around fawn raised her head proudly at the charred body's of hundreds of hunters.
The single thought of hunters being extinct crossed fawns mind, and for once in 5 weeks fawn was actually happy.
Calmly walking out of the burned estate, fawn walked back home, and realized conners tent was still there...
With no expression fawn crawled into it, and started placing his clothes, sleeping bag, calone ect. in a box.
Shuffling through his stuff, fawn came across a journal, fawn quietly flipped through the pages, until she came across a chapter named (Not lonely, anymore)
(Today, I met fawn, she was....amazing, even though harsh words were uddered quiet frequently, I could easly tell, fawn loved me...just as I her....I have been receiving messages, threats, saying if I didint leave fawn, I would be killed. But....fawn was worth being killed, so why not take the risk?, Its Tuesday, and tonight is prom..I'm going to ask fawn, to go with me I hope she says yes........SHE SAID YES!!!-End of log)
Fawn's tears sprinkled the pages, slightly smeering the carefully written words.
Pain.....something fawn never wanted to feel again yet..here she was....
Tossing the journal in with the rest of conners belongings, fawn wiped her tears, and set the box on fire.
Never wanting to remember..pain..again.
Crying here...;-)
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Murder Intended
ActionIt was never suppose to be this way.... Why the pain?..I-I can't breath. someone..please.. The last two of there race... were they supposed to die? She is unsure,is this how death should be like.?
