The story goes
There once was a rebellious, and uncatchable woman. She could steal many things from unsuspected people such as a kiss, but that was no ordinary kiss, that was a kiss of death. For the one thing, she is most commonly steals is the life of her victims. Roaming village after village committing her crimes against humanity. Soon the villagers caught on and deemed her a menace to society and must be stopped. But she is simply misunderstood, this woman was a mere little girl left on the street to starve and wither away. Left by her loving and bittersweet parents. The ones she thought would love her no matter what or who she is. But she was wrong, oh so very wrong.
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RandomIts little short stories I came up with out of no where (lies they came from my daydreaming) Shut it past me ('s not my fault you lied) ...shut up