How I was Murdered by a Fox Monster

How I was Murdered by a Fox Monster

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They say your life flashes before you in that moment before death. I could see it all reflected back at me in the cold merciless blade. I was standing under the cherry blossoms at my elementary school entrance ceremony, eating cake at my sister's wedding, standing outside praying the monster wouldn't come tonight. I might not be dead yet but I can see what's coming, this is the story of how I was murdered by a fox monster.
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