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The morning of the 10,March,1974 wasn't different from any other; the weather was great, the Sun was shining and birds could be heard chipping in the extensive gardens outside the academy.
An old man with thin, gray mustache was sitting inside a gazebo drinking tea from an old tea set which was decorated with small flowers and had golden handles.
His movements were delicate and careful but firm.
He poured the liquid ,that had gently landed inside the teacup,out of the kettle and than he leaned into the chair holding the little plate in his left while the two fingers of his right hand were gently holding the handle of the teacup which was lifted to his lips and then quickly lowered back just in time for the man to get one sip.
"Isn't it a beautiful day?" he asked laughing a bit "It seems I was right after all, you were meant for this" he exclaimed feeling the person coming closer "So you admit it was you, you won't even try to hide it!" the person came right behind his back and pointed a gun at his head with shaking hands".
The old man turned his head to look at the person and said "I've done what I had to", looking in his eyes the other person lowered its head towards the old man and whispered "you are a monster" "and so are you my dear, soon enough you'll feel the weight of your actions and you are going to do what you need to stay alive just like the rest of us" the old man took one last sip from his teacup and put it on the table "I'm ready whenever you are my son" the man grinned when only a moment later was heard a shot and he fell on the ground lifeless.
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Ficção Adolescente••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Hello there lovely person, so just to explain this story is based on 'Deadly class' but the plot and the characters are completely different so you can read it even if you haven't watched t...
