May (Chapter 8)

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“My mother once told me in Japan," May said. 

        The white glow of the moon seemed creepier after the ending of the first story, now, it's May's turn to continue the story, using her character's perspective.

        "That there are many lives inside of us, spirits of bad and good, mean and gentle, laying within, waiting for their turn. If one part of us dies, the other rises and take its place. Better, stronger, better than before. So there the story goes..."

        "I'm not even sure if I believe in it myself..." May smiled...

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