"Careful darling, love is a shattered illusion."
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He is a nightmare dressed in a daydream.
She is a fox dressed in sheep's clothing.
He kills and she hunts.
Yet there love is unconditional.
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Once Upon A Tragedy,
There was an everlasting...
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How many languages do you all speak and what are they?
Like most people, I can speak two. (English and Telugu)
AN: If you are still with me on this story, I thank you so much. I have an outline on where I am headed for this story, don't worry. I've been stressed out lately with life to be honest and I needed to concentrate on myself for some time. I'm back now and better than ever. Again, so sorry for the wait.
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Remembering the birdsong from this morning, I hummed dramatically, each wordless sound coming off as a gentle tone.
I was on my way to pick up Vincent, my little tween brother. I peered through the rays of light that surrounded the blackness in the woods. This setting was an utter hellhole. Nothing but the nostalgic vibes and a frightening scenery was all I could seem to recall in this town.
Yet, it had only been a few days since we've moved here. I needed to look beyond the dreary atmosphere and have an optimistic view. I was only going to be staying for one year before I leave this town. Besides, a negative mind would never leave to a positive life.
Yet, I was in a state of worry about my diary. Why would someone want to take it? What information would they want?
Despite the worrisome lingering in the pit of my stomach, I knew that needed to be ready to do whatever it took to get my brown leather journal back. It was safe haven to lock away memories that would soon be forgotten in the walls of my mind and I certainly didn't want anyone to get there hands on it.
I continued to hum melodically, my mind oblivious, when I suddenly hit... a deer? I shrieked as I aggressively pushed down on the brakes, the force of the car tugging me forward. My chest collided with the steering wheel with a great impact. Well that was sure to leave a nasty bruise.
Stepping out, I jogged towards the lifeless animal. Tears began to form from the corners of my eyes and my body was shaking in fear.
I killed an animal. I killed an animal. I killed an animal.
I swore. If I hadn't been distracted, this could've been prevented. As I inched closer to the deer, I could make out a huge gash ripped apart from the jugulars. The blood flowed out of the limp body and splattered into the depths of the woods. It seemed into every corner of my surroundings made the unattractive scenery of the forest chilling and more mysterious.
Did I really do this? I couldn't have possibly done this. It's inhumane.
I contemplated the scenario splattered in front of me until the sound of a long, sad howl was heard from a distance. I blinked repeatedly going back to being alert and aware. The sky had gotten a few shades darker and the trees looked like black trunks against the bluish charcoal sky.
