Her eyes flooded with black tears. Black? how strange
She took one last glance at the murdered figure, the sympathy
had left her not long ago, only only filled with hatred.
It was her fault. She would have died sooner if she had not ended
it for her, she gently picked up the china doll, it was only trying to
help her realise the truth.
but was this the right way.
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I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for pain but nothing happen. He froze smelling me. He pulled away with his eyes wide. He looked my over in shock and I looked at him confused. What was going on? "It's you" he stated. "You're the one"