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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

"Tha, are you serious about moving out and living here?" that sharp mouth questioned me. He seemed to be so surprised. "It is not a prank, is it? I am afraid you will only stay here for a few days then leave and say 'I got things to do there'." He chirped on that far end. "That is your habit to come out of the blue and then leave just like that. So annoying."

"Why would I cheat you?" I cut him. "I really want to live there. I have already hired a moving house service to help me. Tomorrow at five in the morning, my stuff will be delivered. It will arrive at seven or eight. But I will come later, around one in the afternoon. Please help me handle it." I asked him. "I'm sorry I am a bit late to inform you because I got things to do at campus."

"Why so? There must be so many things you want to take with you here. How could you treat me like that?!"

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