Reality
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Last published Fri, Jan 8, 2016
I stood there looking down at my twin. I bent down and checked her pulse, she was dead! A small smile tugged at my lips as I tried to hide it. I turned to look at her killer, he was slowly backing away guiltily looking at his feet. " wait " I stopped him . The boy looked up from his blood stained white hoodie and turned so he could run.
"What's your name" I asked casually
He raised an eyebrow and chuckled "Jeff" he said and then he was gone.
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