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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

When we arrived, I rolled down from the horse mane because I could not use my wings. Naar's horse feet almost stepped on me and I vomited all my breakfast. It was my first experience riding that animal. I felt some strange sensation in my stomach. I ever took a carriage with Hana or flew with Kerberos. But honestly this felt much worse than my previous experience with them, the content of my stomach was like stirred into one.

Before I come back to my normal state, someone lifted me. It was Azalea. She gave me to Naar, "Take her!" She said.

Naar placed me on his shoulder, I just could sit while gripped on the armor he was wearing. It was like a collar that protected his neck. Azalea walked at the front side and we all followed her.

When Azalea said a palace, it was not what my mind imagined, a beautiful magnificent place like in fairy tales. But it was a simple country style with quite a scary look inside it, like on Halloween day.

48. Grandmother