10. června 2017 v 18:24 | Kalamity Iharo |  English time
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*sound of the door opening*
"Oh hello, sweetie, didn't see you here for a while."
"Um… Hi… Angel…?"
"Miss, actually, it's Miss Angel for you."
"Oh, okay… You seem like…?"
"A different person? Yes. I am different person. But I really liked this face, so I kept it."
"And… What happened? Where is…?"
"Your Angel? The sweet, sensitive, pure soul you have known and hurt? Oh, she is not here anymore."
"I am…!"
"Yes, she is still trying to call and remind the world of herself. But from that eight foot under… I am the only one who hears her."
"You killed her?!"
"What? Oh no, no, please, don't look so frightened… I just buried her alive."
"Yes… Just like every little piece of chance for you, my dear…"
"I know, it's cruel, because, after all, you are the one, who let me be born and her get buried. You were the one who drag her down, who broke her heart and brought her so close to losing her mind..."
"Stop it…!"
"You must have been really bad and evil boy. Tell me, how does it feel? You know, I am not weak as she was. That's why I am Miss and she is buried. So I can stand it. The pain, the lies, everything you ever did to her… I can listen to the stories… Also… I don't have problem with doing the same."
"It hurts…!"
"Oh… But true… Don't, don't tell me those stories. Of course, silly me. I can stand them… But I can't stand you!"

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