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Ann and Penn; The two peas in a pot.

I remember a few hours ago that Ann and I went on a date. We laughed, held hands, ate a lot. And yet, right now, on of us is lying lifelessly on the ground. The other girl still alive holds a knife in her hand. Fear and tears break the mental of the girl shaking her body to extreme. But the sound of siren quickly snaps her into a phase of 'run away'.

I can explain. I made a mistake..

It happened so quickly. Just a few seconds before, Ann was telling me how beautiful I became. She said that it felt nice to be together on a calming beach and the wave sound and everything. The spot was just perfect.

But how come I planted a knife in Ann's belly many times. I don't even REMEMBER well myself. I just have fragments of past issues that comes up each time I try to think. And it hurts so damn much.

Nonetheless, something is wrong with me. My love of my life just passed away because of me and I can't seem to cry a tear. I feel a sort of emptiness in me. Is that regret, or perhaps mourning? I read somewhere that when a relation we know dies, the brain---What the fuck is going on? Why am I so freaking composed about this situation?

What is going on with me?

"You killed me."

Ann!? I-I!!??

"Calm down. I'm not the real Ann. Just an imaginary product of your mind. The real me died and won't come back. So, don not be afraid. Right now, you want me to feel thankful. I am here to lie to you and I will do my job."

Tell me that the police won't find me. Tell me that I still have a chance to live freely if I just disappear. Tell me that you will go to heaven..

Yeah, lie to me. Lie to me about every details. I just want to rest right now. Just leave me alone...