I stared at the girl in the mirror. She seemed so unfazed by my stares and held the knife in my hand.
She brought it down to my stomach and stabbed me, causing excruciating pain for me.
She simply stared at my broken figure, with blood pouring out from her abdomen and mine.
I fought the pain, helpless. She had similar brown eyes, long black hair, plump and rosy lips and fair skin as me.
The only thing that was different was the fact that she didn't feel anything similar to what I felt. It was so frustrating.
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Highest rank: #12 in Horror, #70 in Random & #40 in Creepy WARNING! this book will make sure you check every corner of your house. hey, ermmm... what's that black statue doing behind you? hehehehe there will be slow (but sure) updates because i do...