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death
/deTH/
noun
the action or fact of dying or being killed; the end of the life of a person or organism.
||a story where death meets living things||
"do you believe in second chance?"
he smirks as he came closer towards her.
"I do, cause your still here!."
she glared at him as he huffs an air from his now freezing lips
"I'm not him..."
the girl eyed him from the top till bottom
"NO WAY!! y-you are him please tell me your not lying right."
her eyes starts to tremble as she can't accept the fact that the person that is standing in front of her is not the person she was searching for.
he gaze at her with his cold hooded eyes
"I am not him."
" listen here once a living things are dead they won't come back right??"
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