Death (Part 1, page 2 of 16)


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Part 1

I wanted to cry folded on the floor for thinking such evil thoughts. I was turning evil and I wanted to blame everyone I knew even those who have no idea about my predicament.

Humans are so fragile death laughed and entertaining. Let the games begin.

I felt dread.

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I finally left the house to see father who was recovering and came up to the nurse on the counter.

"How may I help you" her voice was a little deep complementing her dark colored skin and brown eyes. She was pretty and probably in her early 30s.

"Am looking for Author Gramms room. I am Milianda Gramm, his daughter". I watched her search the system before turning back to me.

"He is in room 12B at the right corner" she smiled leaning down the counter pointing in the second hall. "He will be alright dear"

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