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He could remember everything about her- the long, wavy, blonde hair, glowing tan skin, deep chocolate brown eyes. The way she laughed, her plump, soft lips, her sweet velvety voice. Ah, yes. He remembered the way he held her head in his hands and looked deep into her eyes, feeling more emotion than he ever thought was possible. And most importantly, he remembered in that precious moment leaning in close to her flawless face, and snapping her stupid little neck. Ah, yes, the first girl Oliver Kirkland ever killed.
DONT JUDGE ME FOR THIS I SWEAR TO GOD I WROTE THIS IN FREAKING SEVENTH GRADE AND I DON'T WANT TO DELETE THIS BC NOSTALGIA MAN