I'm a minute late,
He should've choked me this time, but he didn't. He only stared at me. Perhaps he realized his mistake of choking me the other time.
Or just shocked that I talked to him about the aesthetic of time in the middle of a murder scene.
Who has been murdered in the scene, you might ask? Not who, what.
The hearts of suicidal people, and I wonder why my heart is currently beating there.
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Before Dawn
Mystery / Thriller"A short story about a girl in a broken home going crazy in less than a night." -a really short story -it may be funny at some points cz that's just the kind of person i am -english isnt my first language so pardon me if i make some mistakes -story...
