the one who no one loved

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No one dared to go around her because she seemed unstable, but she didn't mind that, she liked the quiet. "A beer," she said, looking at the bartender. "No. People of your kind are not allowed here. Look at you, you're filthy... you're black." He said, looking at me with eyes full of disgust. He was very skinny for a man who looked like he was in his 40's, but she didn't mind that, she minded his tongue. Why would a tongue who has never tasted food spit out these kinds of things? That's when she looked at him dead in the eyes and approached his figure.

He was shaking and couldn't look her in the eyes anymore because of fear. Wanting to see how much her black skin affected him, she touched his chin to lift it up to her eyes. She wasn't shocked when she saw his desire on his face, but more disgusted, so she turned to his ear and said the things that would guarantee his goodbye, to the life he had. "Why are you so hard right now? Am I not disgusting?" That is when she pulled his tongue out and cut it off. His noises filled the room, but after this whole terrifying ordeal she could only smile and say with a powerful voice the most crazy thing she could muster.
"It bothered me."