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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

"She is one the guards of Miss Azalea," Hana whispered.

I got confused at first, so that I tried to recall the creature that was catching me and taking me here. They were all almost similar, their coming was accompanied with the drop of the weather around. I saw thin layer of ice around that woman, 'Goshh! Do you want to freeze us?' I was irritated.

She took a deep breath, staring at us with her empty white eyes. Then a whistle like warbler was heard and it filled up every part of such tranquil and peaceful forest.

She sang a heartbreaking song trough a whistle. Honestly, even though no single lyrics was uttered, she was able to make anyone listening to her song cry.

It was such a short performance but it gave such deep impression to the audience. After that last show, Hana asked me to stand up and took me to another place.

"I can see you are so much interested in plants, aren't you?" she said as we left that place.

47. Oh my God, what kind of creature I am?