March 10: The Day That Never Ends

March 10: The Day That Never Ends

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I never expected any of this to happen. Jenny is dead, and I am determined to find out who killed her this time. There is only one problem: Jenny wrote me a letter. But, the thing is, I need a key to find it. Along with Chamar, a man that can never take a hint, from his annoying smirk to his smiling blue eyes, he is considered every girl's dream boy. Not mine. One night I made a horrible mistake that he never lets me forget. March 10th, the day we all dread. This day happens every year, and every year, someone important to me dies. That's why I never interact with anyone, I have to keep my loved ones to a limited. I don't understand why this is happening, my mother and father died trying to save me. They never got a chance to explain what they were saving me from. It's up to me to stop whatever is out there. My name is Vivian, and I, along with many others, will stop each death that is supposed to occur on March 10th.
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I was about 10 years old when I had to kill my first to keep myself safe. I may remember other exciting and decisive events in my young age life as well, but never expected to one day be the main suspect of being a cruel serial-killer in a foreign country, I do not have memories of killing all that people, I may have a selective memory, it explain all the happiness when I heard that all of them were dead and the blood stain in my shoes. In most of the other people 's I can be a miserable unlucky woman, but when I sleep, I am God.

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