Cursed
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Death, such a nice thing. Always calming when you need it most. The best of friends. It's the only solution...always last in the list but the most effective in curing pain. It can never go wrong... That's what I thought before all my hopes came tumbling down. It isn't effective. Because I died but I came back to my torture. Death isn't the last thing on the list. It isn't my best friend either. It made me a monster. A killer.
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Prologue Death. I can't say I hate it exactly . Of course, I don't like it... But everyone has a mission on earth, and once that mission is complete, they no longer need to be here. I don't know what my mission is, but I have some ideas . Maybe I am meant to be a food taster for some shit like that . My other , and favorite theory... I that my mission is to love Louis. Louis is my best friend. He always has been, and I've just happened to fall in love with him. But when he gets in a car accident and may not live, I'm not quite sure if my theory is right .

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