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The Unintentional Murder

Within the next few minutes, she was done. She sauntered over to her dresser, drying her hair with the towel. Just as she got there, she threw the towel on the hanger and took out the hand dryer; drying her hair with it. Things hasn't been going on so well for the past few days but she still had to keep fighting. She looked herself up in the mirror and sighed, turning the dryer off as she dropped it on the table and took her seat, staring at her reflection. "Let's not give up Delia," She muttered to her reflection. "We have to keep fighting. We can do this." She encouraged herself, took the comb, styled her curly brown hair into a ponytail; holding it up with a sea blue ribbon.

She checked the time and it was past 7:30 am. She quickly got into her uniform and snatched her backpack from her study table and rushed out of her room. She got to the hall to meet the whole house literally empty. "Aunt Emma!" she shouted and a voice answered from the basement. Just then, she heard fo

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