| Fan Fiction |
by PinkNalgene
The silent peaceful village was awaken by the sound of the pistol.
Dark red liquid splattered across the pastel picture frames.
The man’s eyes starred wide open, and slowly shut closed.
With his very last strength, he grabbed onto the necklace tightly in his fist, and fell onto the rattan bed, soaking the white clean sheets with his blood.
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She sat in the rocking chair in her palace like room, holding onto a baby doll and singing to herself.
“Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder what you are, up above the world so high …like a diamond in the sky…”
She giggled at the song, how cute it all was.
She saw a pair of scissors, and saw her long lovely hair in the mirror.
She giggled again, and slowly picked up the scissors to snap them away.