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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 invited you guys this morning to help Summer to kill her final victim, actually. I was going to manipulate her to lure her away and temporarily keep her away from the house, so Dad could clean up the storage area, but it was beyond my plans." Winnter said.

"Summer went ahead of us, so we have to wait for her to come into the house again, then lock her up. What she stole today will be her last one. There's nothing else in the storage room and there won't be no one will help her later either." I stopped directly in the middle of my tracks when I realized what their real plan was.

"You guys want to lock Summer up?" Now all of them stopped walking too. "That's not what Azalea's job is! We've to return her to the spirit realm so Aras can come back to where it belongs too, not to lock her up here!" Somehow, I felt unsure of their choice; especially when I remembered, how strong and how savage Summer was at this moment.

146. Mala?