March 23, 1986Orion was laying in the hospital. Death was a funny thing. Her mother and father weeped every time they saw her. She was just laying in the bed, almost lifeless. She was barely breathing. No one knew what happened to her. She was a bright, bubbly kid, and the next thing she's laying in the hospital.
Death looked at girl sadly. She was only six years old. She didn't deserve this fate. Today, he was going to take her away.
"Child," he said to the girl.
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𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐔𝐋 (Tom Riddle)
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