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12 years ago remained a nightmare for me. Years past but that horrible nightmare haunted me so vividly when a bullet was shot through the head of my friend. He fell down heavily right in front of me. Feeling confused, afraid, and whatsoever it was named was mixed up in my head. I did not know what I was supposed to do at that time, but crying. 

Now 12 years has passed but anytime that moment shadows me, the exactly same feeling will wash over me. It feel as if I don't do not anything good to make a change although it happens over and over again right in front of me. 
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I walked along the path heading to the end, cold and dark with no lights. The wooden walls built around the place prevented the lights from outside to penetrate in. When I arrived there, I put a bouquet of white lily on a white marble written ‘Zie’.

“I am home,” I whispered.

I sat beside the tomb, taking out some cookies and two boxes of our favorite milk. “How are you doing there? Are you okay? Do you eat well?” I rubbed the tomb gently. “Wait for me,” I whispered.  
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Tale Of The Half-Blood Wizard

Suddenly I felt that something pull my shirt hard so that unintentionally I dropped Mickey, and I felt my feet were not on the ground anymore. "Mickey!" my voice was echoing in the quietness and the mist of the forest. Kerberos who walked far ahead of us turned back hear me screaming. 


Something was lifting me up. From the corner of my eyes, I caught phantom knight we encounter few days ago. 


Kerberos barked loudly and the barked woke me up, they were many in number, and one of them was taking me and the others flying around me. 


I fought to release myself but their body was just like haze, my hands could not touch it. I saw Kerberos was trying hard to help me by attacking them. His sharp nails ripped the air as if wanted to pounce on the phantom knight that kept circling. His efforts were for nothing, just like mine, useless.


38. Antonie