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"Death has followed me all my life and I just thought that I had drawn the unlucky hand, but this - this explains it all. I thought it was just following me but it's apart of me."
The blonde girl stumbled out of the house listening to the men scream from behind her. The smell of fire filled her senses. Her lungs filled with smoke as heat from the flames warmed her back. She shut the door and as she left the house, a trail of blood followed behind her. Instead of feeling guilty like she expected to be when she threw the match to the floor boards, she was thriving. Even through the pain in her leg, she found herself smiling. She smiled knowing the weight she's had on her shoulders all these years was finally gone. She smiled hearing the screams and smelling burning flesh as the fire flames grew bigger and taller. She smiled at the thrill.
