The Dead Don't Dance

The Dead Don't Dance

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My hand grazed over the now damp fabric that laied over the bed. "We didn't half to do this you know." He said already knowing her response. "Yes we did. Mabey if we were stronger there could have been a better outcome but in this world it had to be this way." Anna didn't know if this was true nor did she deny that it made a deep and undesierable part of her feel better. She stood from the carmine fabric and strode over to the bathroom as to was the dripping blood from her silently quivering hands.
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"You're never meant to be here." I said quite softly. She gulped. "What do you mean?" her voice is shaking, I can tell. She's curious but I know she's afraid to know the truth. "You people were never meant to be here. If it wasn't for me." I cursed myself. It was the truth. "You didn't do anything." I looked at her straight. "Exactly. I did nothing to satisfy them. If only I'd show that I'd fight back and show them pain, like they wanted me to. But, I didn't."

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