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Just My Luck
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Continúa, Has publicado nov 29, 2012
 "N-no dont do it!" I pleaded, tears were pouring full force now and fear hugged me tight. 
    He tossed the blade bettween his fingers as the moon light produced a soft glow upons it surface. 
   He knelt down in front of me and his cold breath hit my face intanstly. I flinched at his closeness and he smiled. 
    In the most fastest way possible he brung the blade up in it clashed with my throat. Blood hit my skins surface and poured out like a red river. 
   A horrified muted scream that toar from my throat and amusment twinkled in his saphire eyes. 
   The only thing i could hear was the sound of him chukling as i blacked out and neared death. 
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Life. So many people take it for granted but yet it could easily be snatched out of your fingers.
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