'Can I kill him?'
I asked full of hate.
'No.'
She answered me.
'Maybe a little bit?'
I hoped.
'No.'
She answered the same, boring way.
'Not even a little bit?'
I asked full of my last hope to kill him.
'Not even a tiny little bit.'
She told me and looked at me with her eyes of death.
'Not even a tiny little bit...'
She repeated.
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Dialogue Prompts
RandomBook full of English little parts of self written story's for writing inspiration or just to think about it and about the story behind it! Maybe to use it in a book. Hope you guys like it! Let me know what you think k about it! Ps: they're not real...
