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'i won't let you out alive baby boy' i whispered i stare at his angelic face

i decided not to wear my clothes because i'm gonna do something i'll never regret

the sharp knife is now in my hand ready to kill this ''angel''

'how i enjoy what we did but about that i don't want you to know what happen' i whispered

as i dig the knife into his chest,deeply

his expression change to hurt which satisfy me

i tortured him just like what he did to me.

blood is everywhere,and i feel so satisfied.

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