Thirteen, Giana

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I wake.
 
My life of evil starts-- wait.
 
What is that voice in my head?
 
Through the forests they trek
Through the oceans they swim
Yet what they seek is G-E-M
Giana of Darkness
Ena of Negativeness
Mika of Sadness.
 
N-no!
 
Please tell me they haven't done it. Please tell me Ena and Mika haven't thrown themselves off a cliff to save me.
 
I race to the nearest cliff.
 
That's where they'd go.
 
My hopes are dashed when I peer over the cliff.
 
Because, there, on the ground, are my two best friends' broken bodies.
 
I scream.
 
No…
 
I step forward.
 
Then there's only one thing left to do.
 
I'll die with them.
 
The Dark Lady appears.
 
"Oh no you do not, Giana!"
 
"OH YES I DO!" I scream.
 
I grab her, and plunge off the cliff.
 
I don't let go of the Dark Lady.
 
Her screams are music to my ears.
 
I smile contentedly.
 
Being dead is better than alive.
 
Because not every story ends with a happily-ever-after…

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