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-Alexander-
Deejay got up and walked to my room and shut the door. I stood up and took in all that was explained today, which was a lot, but much was still missing. This girl needs my help, and I will try the hardest I can to recover her past; I won't promise anything, though.
It's a shame Deejay died young. She is very beautiful, even if what I see is not what she looked like in life; she has a humble, sweet heart. I wonder if she died single....no, I can't think about that. She may be beautiful and nice, but she is in another state, she is dead.
I made a bed on the couch and sat staring at the door in front of me. "She is beautiful....." I said to myself while I laid down on the couch. "And I think I love her." I whispered as I drifted into a deep sleep
