The Gravity of a Situation

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“I have to kill her?” I think to myself as I slide the envelope into my jean pocket…

I wake up late next morning surprised I have overslept I quickly grab some clothes and get dress then snatch my katana and notebook from my desk.

“Were to look first?” I think to myself as I talk my first step out of the house, I look around careful to check nobody is around then I set off walking to the café in hope I see her there.

“Hey! Lookin for me I” a voice says, I look around recognising the voice, her! I look up to see her sat on the roof of the house.

“ya wouldn’t kill me would cha?” she asks

“Wait… how do you know?” I reply

“When you were sleepin I decided to take a look around” she says as she laughs to herself. She then jumps down, stands on my shoulder then jumps in front of me,

“she was light I didn’t even feel her until she jumped off” I think to myself

I draw my katana, she turns around before I can do anything.

“Hey! You weren’t thinking of killing me were you?” she asks as she begins to glow, suddenly my katana feels heavy, it continues to get heavier until I cannot hold it, I drop in onto the ground cracking the path as it hits the floor. I appear behind her holding my arm at her head, I start creating as shockwave when suddenly I start flying up into the air.

“Awww I thought we were friends” she says a she opens a flask of tea and begins to drink from it, she glows again as I float helpless in the air when suddenly I drop onto the ground with outstanding force, pain spreads throughout my body as she kneels down next to me.

“Don’t be such a spoil sport” she says as the force on my body begins to decrease.

As I pull my body from the floor she is has gone.

“She’s stronger than I thought” I think to myself as I check but I’m not injured, luckily no broken bones. As I dust myself off I find a note in one of my trouser pockets.

You don’t have to be so mean!

Hope we get to play again.

“Does she think this is a game?” I think to myself as I head from my home picking my katana up from the floor as I leave. I check my watch.

*9:23 AM*

“What next?” I ask myself as I try to think of my next action, she’s strong, too strong from to fight. …

Weeks pass before anything interesting happens… When all of a sudden one day after finishing another assassination, as I reach my house I notice my door is unlocked. I open the door cautious and curious of if there still here. I head towards my room checking each room carefully when I find a piece of paper laying on my desk. I pick up the note and quickly read it.

Interesting person Elise isn’t she?

If you want to see her go to the

café tomorrow at 6 PM as they close

she will be waiting. 11/11

As I read it I see at the bottom a date? No, a signature. Who is this person? What do they want from me?...

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