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I saw her again this morning looking straight into my eyes with that creepy smile always plastered in her mouth whenever she sees me. 

A group of student's approached her and started bullying her.

hey creepy girl what the heck are you smiling for?! you don't belong here, you just need to go back to your home and lock yourself! don't come here again! 

The smile vanished in her mouth it was replaced by eyes as cold as ice looking at the students who started grabbing her hair, pushing her around and spouting hurtful words to her. 

I saw the 3 of them grabbing her and throwing her in a wall, I flinch as I saw some blood rushing in her head. As if the student's are not yet satisfied they started punching her sides, stomach and chest.  Every part of her body are now bruised, she looked at me again with another creepy smile before being unconscious.

I closed my eyes, looked away and started running away from that place. There are about 10 students around her, helping her was not an option! I convinced myself that it is okay, someone probably helped her and stop it already. I went on with my daily life that day as if nothing happened.

The next day when I opened my television, what I saw in the news scared me.

Ten students found in Clark Street dead. Each victim is said to be skinned alive, after that their eyes are removed and their mouth sewn. The killer is not yet found, it is said that no one witness anything in that area during 6:00 in the morning.

I tried to swallow my saliva, stunned and puzzled by what I heard I went to the CR,

 I saw myself smiling with the same smile as that girl.


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