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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

I looked at him in annoyance, "I feel like a little mouse being wrapped with your big coat!" ignoring his annoying smile I pulled the coat tighter to myself. Man's scent was coming out of that man sitting next to me was stuck in that coat.

I glanced at him who was also really into that music, ' is his skin as thick as a rhino skin? He is wearing armor the whole day, but he does not feel cold at all! Oh my God!' I had an idea that Naar was half human and half a rhino.

The music sounded like magic to me. I did not know when we went home, because when I woke up, I was already in my room, wrapped into the thick coat that belonged to Naar, "Hmm," I got up from my bed, looking at Kerberos, bewildered. "Why am I here?" I asked him.

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