Suddenly a shadow appeared. I lifted my eyes to see Rafi standing in front of me. His eyes puffy, his chest was red from the blood that had already dried there from the bullet that had pierced him. The white harmony that embraced us was now broken by blood stains.
"I will never let go. I told you." Rafael completed his sentence with a weak smile on his lips.
I smiled as an answer and he hugged me. We couldn't be happier. Everyone said that death was something to grief. I say that it was the best thing that happened to me.
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Falling in love with a Schizophrenic
Horror"What if he is crazy or paranoid Izzy?" my buddy Rafael said. "Nothing is wrong with Nick. He is perfectly fine." I answered. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° What if he is not perfectly fine and nothing is what it see...
