Me:could anyone guessed who is this? (This was obvious)
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What's wrong with me..? I have rejected everyone I love and knew, I only have WORK to do. Can't anybody just understand that I was working to protect them? But before I knew it.. I've made up mistakes to them... Its really better if I died right..?
4 weeks ago..
Someone knocked on my door I told them to come in. That person was none other than my friend... I said.
"What do you want?"
"Um... We're playing truth or dare with the gang, wanna play with us?"
I answered coldly.
"No and go away"
"Why the fuck are you always so ignorant and rude?!"
I stood up and shouted at him.
"It's because I fucking am! Now leave me alone!"
"Fine!"
He grabbed the doorknob and shut it loudly.. why can't anyone understand that a busy person is here? Ugh!
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2 weeks ago...
When I was gonna go out.. my other friends shouted at me inviting to their silly game.. *sigh* I've really had enough with them... I said.
"No. I don't wanna join you all."
My friend said.
"Who the fuck gives a shit about you? You're always so cold and rude to all of us! If you want us to ignore you, we'll do it!"
I replied at him.
"Well... If you're like that, then you can ignore me all you want. I don't know about the others..."
Before any of them speaked I leaved the house.
I was somewhere at a building.. I had a meeting with France's secretary... He said in French
"bonjour Singapour, Mme France m'a dit de vous rappeler leurs vies échangées contre un combat et d'avoir froid avec eux .."
I replied to him in French.
"Je sais .. puis-je poser une question? "
"Sûr. Allez-y, demandez loin. "
"pourquoi me menace-t-elle que vous kidnapperez et blesserez mes amis? "
"Je ne connais pas honnêtement Singapour .. mais je sais que vous avez exactement 1 semaine de plus pour passer les documents sur le pouvoir .. "
"D'accord merci.."
I stood up and leaved... One more week.. heh I'm almost finish anyways..
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I went downstairs.. everyone was doing their own thing quietly.. strange.. Everytime I'll go down I would see their smiles, laughs and their annoying voice.. huh? A sticky note? I grab the sticky note.. it was in French.
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