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Killing For The Cure

Killing For The Cure

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jul 10, 2017
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"I'm sorry," I apologize, for what had to be, the one hundredth time. "And, I'm still not mad," Em replies, her long, dirty-blonde hair streaming behind her. Even at only 15 she was extremely beautiful, with blue stormy eyes, flawless Snow White pale skin, and hair so perfect it seemed surreal. She walked gracefully and silently, her back facing me. "Em!" Lucy, a sweet little 10 year old girl, with black hair and and dark brown eyes, shouts in excitement. Her joy quickly fades when she notices, we have returned with nothing. "Larisa, do me a favor, go fill everyone in on what happened I'm going to start planning," Em asks of me, but without waiting for my answer she walks off. "What happened?" Lucy asks her sweet voice driving me insane. How can I explain that I might have just started a war, and all because I had to be dumb. "Go tell my mother, that we need to have a gathering, and quickly,"I tell Lucy. She nods her head before running off on her tiny legs. Now time to hope this goes alright. I run off to the gate of our little town, wondering if I should get Em before I get there, but knowing I'll annoy her if I do so, I don't. PROLOGUE:
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