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WARNINGS: DEATH.
Hate. Rage. All feelings of despising burned within this person, and yet, on the outside, you could not see it though the emotionless mask it hides behind.
The dark sky filled with stars screamed that is was a late time, when she checked the time on her radio, they had said it was around 11.
Another being, standing close, it seems to not care. It seems to not see this completely pissed off figure.
A puff of smoke rose from the mad being. A cigarette in hand, taking a small puff, the mad being was shown to be a pale woman. No, you could not say she was weak like what most think of girls. Inhaling another puff from her cigarette, she stepped closer.
She had dark grey eyes of hate, black hair and lips. Normal for her, strange for others.
She stepped closer to the being that hadn’t noticed her, she pulled a small knife out from her long, black trench coat. “You die here, Mike,” She hissed toward the other being. He hadn’t seen her, until the blade was driven into his back.
Although the blade was small, it was long, and stabbed deep enough to drill though his heart.
The corpse dropped to the ground, as she pushed her blade out from his back. The blood stained the blade, and trickled down his back.
She found her revenge on him to be sweet, and didn’t look back as she left his backyard to leave.
I WAS BORED AND MADE A ONE SHOT. IF YOU WANT ME TO CONTINUE AS TO FIND OUT WHY SHE KILLED HIM, REPLY AND REQUEST IT.
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I like it!
very literate. please continue!