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"Evan..." I curled my hair. He didn't dare to look at me. I stood there sobbing like a worthless idiot. "I'm sorry..." I threw myself onto him. "Please don't go.." I begged. Then he looked me straight in the eye. "One last whimper and I'll break your neck." He growled. I felt a tear come down my face. He grabbed me by the neck. "You're going to get the same scar, but here.." He pointed the sharp object to my eye. Then I heard my sister's voice. "FUNNEH!" It sounded far away. "I better end this quickly." I felt a sharp pain in my eye. I couldn't see. "Just right here as well." He cut my neck. I choked on my blood. "F-funneh..." Rainbow was close. Her voice was fading. I'm dying, aren't I? "DRACO! CALL THE AMBULANCE!" Rainbow yelled back at him. My other sister, Gold, came up to me. "F-funneh..." She stroke a piece of my hair. "Please live..." Rainbow put her head down. Everything went blurry. They both mumbled something. I couldn't make out what it was. Then I heard a loud noise. The ambulance.
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