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The first thing they saw was the scythe. Always the scythe. They almost missed the boy with his book. It was a book after all, not nearly as threatening as the girl who wielded the scythe.
But they were always a pair. Always together. And when they were in action, everyone disappeared quickly.
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Her hair was the sweet smell of fresh shampoo. You would think that would be the least of my concerns in the middle of our fight.
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My face still stings from her slap. Even in a fight there are things you are not supposed to say; I crossed that line.
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"I sense that beneath your bubbly exterior, there's a lot of repressed anger," he said.
"Of course. I'm only human, all that anger has to go somewhere," she admitted, swinging into the lot.
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She was kind of angry when he asked her that question. Afterall, she IS a princess! How can he ask her such question with that confident smile on his face?
She says that she will never do it, "never ever ever!"
Hearing that answer, he somewhat still confident that he will get it. Why? He was not sure of why.
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He walks away from the alleyway, away from the fresh crime scene. What is it that made him do it? To commit murder?
Work stress? Money problem? Self defense? None of those were the reason. Then why commit such a heavy crime?
That’s the question that he is asking his own self. For years he have done this, many victims slained by him. For a ( Read more... ) -
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He asked me to be his girlfriend, with an exclamation mark at the end of the question. Along with that, came fits of laughter. I like to hear him laugh.
How can such a question be so serious, yet so amusingly hilarious at the same time?
I laughed along with him because it seemed more like a joke to me. Though I wished so much that he meant it. I ( Read more... )