Cold hearted (Minecraft fanfic)
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Cold hearted is a word that is similar with stone of heart. Cold-hearted means unfeeling or unsympathetic, sometimes even cruel. Just like a stone of heart. Stone of heart means that you are unkind and cruel.
A girl walking in the alleyway going home from school. She didn't like the idea of going to school and wanted instead to be homeschool instead.
She never felt happiness from anyone. After what happened 5 years ago. She was living with her aunt and uncle's house and they took care of her.
She was silent, unfeeling, cruel and people called her cold-hearted while others called her mistakes. She never fell any emotion nor any feelings towards others. But she didn't know someone who is close to her can change her life forever.
What happened to her past? Will she change in the future? Or stay the same as always cold-hearted? And who is this mysterious person to give its best to make the girl feel emotion again?.
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