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[Kivona]

Soo...I'mma give you a peek at my story that I'm writing. No stealing, and no bashing it. Yes, I know it has major errors, but when you write like I do, you don't bother to change those things for fear of looseing all your ideas.

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Night dawned and somewhere a girl screamed
A mother caressed her daughter’s hair softly, leaning over the limp girls body. “My darling girl…” She whispered, breathing between heavy sobs of pain and grief. She kissed the blond haired girls forehead softly, and slowly stood up, the girl in her arms. Walking into the four roomed house, she laid the girl on a lone bed in a room to the left, turning to come face to face with a younger looking man, only seeming to be in his mid-twenties.
“You killed her!” she screamed at him, making to slap him, but he mearly grabbed her hand with lightning fast reflexes, holding it tight and kissing her finger tips. She tried to pull away, but he held tight.
“No I didn’t, Laurica. You did.” He gave a spine tingling smile; to cold to be fake. “You’re the one that lied to me. I can’t let you live with that guilt, now can I? I certainly think not.” With those same fast reflexes, he un sheathed a dagger and swiftly let it fall over her throat. It was the second and last scream of the night.
The man picked up Laurica gently, laying her on the bed beside her cold daughter, wiping the blood from his hands on a handkerchief. He kisses Laurica on the forehead softly, whispering, “We could have been wonderful together, Laurica, you and me.” He sighed, and fled out the door, blending with the darkness outside, as he should have. He was no better then the devil himself.

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=] Comments, please. This isn't all of it, you know. I have fourteen pages wrote, even if that doesn't seem like enough.

[Heart]

Whoa... It's morbid. But I like it.