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PLAYING SISTERS' HEART

PLAYING SISTERS' HEART

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Romance
North, East, West, South. NEWS. Informations gather from all parts of the world. From every corners of the circular planet. The news about what I am to do spread out. Very fast, very advanced. They accuse me for something I am not doing yet, I have no choice. If only I have two hearts. I might be able to love two people. Unfortunately, the heart is only one perhaps, for only one. Just like I feel I am Pandora from mythical stories that has a wide range of thinking only for curiosity. What if I love the two of them? Will the evils come out and punish me? Oh! I forgot. We live in a material world, no mythical stories would appear. One day, I will open Pandora's box. Can't wait to see what's inside.
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It started when the rain fell. As it hit the windows rhythmically, I fought my sleep. Fighting off the demons in my dreams. I hadn't realized how real that dream became. Waking up to terrified screaming. My heart racing, the lighting striking and my family begging for their lives. I claimed myself as a coward that very same night. I hated myself. My depression became the best of me. What's worst then your family being slaughtered? Hiding in the closet from the killers. I should've helped, I should've been there for them. The pain between my chest and stomach was growing guilt. So I started thinking smart. Looking at everyone differently. I decided to reopen their cold cases. And when I found the truth it hit me deep.

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