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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

We were standing at the door of the third house and we found a sign again, this time it had the meaning of 'eye' near the house's mailbox. I seemed to know Summer was trying to find her new human's organs. The previous organ must have been severely damaged, and it was just like as Winnter had said.

"Eyes," I said. "She'll take the eyes of the victims who live in this house." I scanned the deserted house and I saw several open windows of the second floor's bedroom.

"Things weren't this difficult back then," Winnter said as if she was complaining. She just stared blankly at the gate of the house in front of us. "When I found out that Summer was a wandering spirit, my father immediately bought her to the house we visited earlier. There's a special reason why it has to be that house."

128. Broken Glass