My Best Friend's Killer

My Best Friend's Killer

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Last week, on the 2nd of April, my best friend died. Oh god, she looked so broken. I turned to stare at the void she had left. Now what?
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I'm different, I can read and see what people think. Every moment of everyday... it's not normal. I've been this way for too long. Ever since I saw my best friends dad die in front of my own two, once blue eyes. My now gold orbs, seeing the world for what it actually is. Unfortunately, I think that this story will be discontinued. Thank you to everyone who has read it, this just isn't what I'm interested in writing anymore. It's been too long since I've written. 9/6/17 to 3/30/19

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