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The Dancer
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Ongoing, First published Dec 30, 2014
"STOPPPPPPPPPP!"

This wasn't supposed to happen it was only a game, a competition, a dare. I never meant for this to happen, how could I know? "HOW?!"

"NOOOOO COME BACK!, come back please, I didn't know, I'm sorry!" I screamed while the tears crawled down my face with guilt and desparation. 

She is gone and I will never see them again, not the way they were before, not ever again. I am trapped down here to rot and be tortured....
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