Preface

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On top or side is escape my mind by Grace Vanderwaal.

Life is a word that can be classified into millions but every word has the same meaning in the end

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Life is a word that can be classified into millions but every word has the same meaning in the end.

Moving on without life would be difficult. Time heals wound. but does it really heal a crime? No, is the answer that pops in my head. as a humane I do have feelings.

I lay here motionless, breathing every bit of air I could breathe. But while I breath I smell the smell that gives the creeps. I smell blood. I feel something dripping from my body

I'm too weak to move. So weak that I would just faint now. I don't deserve to live anymore.

Searching as far as my eyes can go, I see their face lying in an awkward position. breathing their last breath, crying their last tears. They look at me, then looks at each other. Their lips move, each said a different word.

"I'm sorry."

"My fault."

"Jadey?"

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