As I slit her throat, I looked in her unblinking eyes and I realized too late that she wanted to live.
I knew it to be true because mirrors don't lie.
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Two Sentence Horror Stories (Rewritten)
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As I slit her throat, I looked in her unblinking eyes and I realized too late that she wanted to live.
I knew it to be true because mirrors don't lie.
