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ALEXANDER.

Lena.

I knew Lena.

Because Lena was in my room.

“Will you find her for me?” She asked, staring at me.

“Will. It. Make. Lady. Happy?”

I wondered if it was going to make her happy.

Forgive me?

Smile at me too?

How could she, when the monster was right in the back of my mind.

And he was ready to make me do more bad things.

Bad things are things that makes people sad.

I did bad things.

“Yes, to an extent,” she replied.

“Lena is in. My. Room,” I said.

She lifted her head.

She was staring at me.

Not two seconds.

Not three.

Not four.

But thirty.

I counted.

“You don't even remember people’s name, how come you know hers?” She asked.

Its Lena.

Her name, I could never forget.

Her name was Lena.

She called herself Lena, that day.

“I. Am. Sure.”

“I don't believe you. Maybe you now know how to lie.”

She looked away.

“Or you just want me to help you write .” She lifted her eyes and stared at me.

It was as if she was picking up something.

“I will help you.
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Marija Pavlović
Omg. I don't know how to describe this. I just hope that he survive and they have a happy end.
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