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She wiped him dry and handed his clothes “Wear this. Let’s go.” “Love, are you angry?” Jack felt like something was not right… He felt the estrangement after her initial happiness. “Shouldn’t I be happy?” Mira pouted, her eyes misting with grievance past and present “My husband wanted to give up his life to make me free?” A sob escaped her throat. “Shouldn’t I be happy that my husband will be plotting how to get me away from him?” Tears streamed down her cheeks. Jack felt like he was scalded by the hot tears that fell… he was even more shocked that she knew exactly what he was thinking…

Sarah laughs while nodding her head, "It's still better than the original one. Jeff called the holy priest to exorcise the ghost, sold the house and marrying his fiancé. But, sometime, the ghost still haunted his mind and in the end, Jeff lost his sanity." "Why did they make a tragedy like this?" Hugo pull his hair with frustration feeling. "I hate to say this. But, we should go. They will close the theater." Sarah said while she pointed several men who cleaning the stage. Hugo wipes the tears before blow his nose. Sarah blinked twice and stunned. This make him realized that he already made a terrible mistake. To blowing the nose in very loud voice. Not to mention, he was using her perfumed

Again, Adam never fails their expectation on how Adam will make their daughter happy. Seeing their daughter smiling made them satisfied. They looked at each other and smiled, so they decided to step down but the ladder get out of balance when they are near at the ground. Accidentally, they fell down and the ladder comes next to them. They closed their eyes knowing that the ladder will fall to them. With that of thinking, Harold hugged his wife so she will not be hurt. But fortunately, they're wondering why they didn't get hurt. They both opened their eyes and they saw two people holding the ladder and avoid if from falling. They are Adrian and Jill, their friends who just arrived from other

Now was the last year I'd get to feel young before I had to face the world, I wasn't going to waste it. "Go on!" Taylor yelled below us, derailing my train of thought. I watched as Brie threw a strawberry and it landed directly in the centre of his mouth. The two of them high-fived in accomplishment, smiles stretching across both of their faces. May, cheered, her hazel eyes lighting up with excitement.

His eyes were red so was his face which has gone dim unlike the happy chirping Jay. "I just don't understand how all of this happened. We were all one big happy family attending University, having fun, and working hard just to be a great and successful person in the society. But then, one unfortunate night, some psychopath assassin came to ruin that happiness we've been enjoying. Is this what this life has to offer at the end of it all?" Nicole asks in an husky voice.

After ten years, I had long forgotten what it felt like to love Justine. Hearing the heavy sighs from Bernard and Sally stirred a flicker of sadness in me as well. After the celebration banquet, I ran into Justine by the door. She looked pale and gaunt, completely changed from the vibrant girl I once knew. If Bernard and Sally hadn't quickly rushed over to steady her, I wouldn't have even recognized her. She leaned on a cane, trembling and unsteady.

Travis said softly. I nodded, almost grateful — but pride stopped me from agreeing out loud. I wasn’t going to let a stupid horror movie scare me off a night out with him. “Why would we leave? The movie isn’t even over,” I said, trying to sound confident. He smirked. “Oh, so you’re not scared yet?” I frowned at him. “Why would I be?” Travis just grinned like he knew a secret. Suddenly, the screen showed the orphan girl pulling out the heart of a boy and eating it. My scream burst out before I could stop it, loud and raw.

My lungs burned, and I thrashed beneath him, clawing at his arms, feeling his weight pinning me down. My brain was screaming for air, my body was slowly giving in. The last thing I felt was betrayal before everything went quiet. There was no pain after that. Just a white, endless light stretching in every direction. I felt weightless, like I was floating in warm water. For a moment there was peace, a strange detachment from everything that had just happened. I wondered if this was death, if this was all there was. Then I heard a sound. A familiar vibration, it was from my phone.

A mocking, bewildered smile touched his lips as he wondered why a common film could make a person cry. “It’s okay,” he added, hugging her tighter. “I’ve watched this five times, but each time it ends, I cry. This was so unfair. Jack didn’t deserve to die for saving her.” Nat laughed hard. “You’re really crying for a movie? Oh, come on.” Zara shrugged. He reached for the grapes and ate them like a rabbit, his eyes shut as he relished the sweet juice, munching on the sweet grapes. “I love you more than Jack loved Rose,” he said.

And yet, there she was. I stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly laughed. "You don't like it?" Right in front of Carol, I tossed the sandwich to a stray dog passing nearby. "Then the dog can have it. At least dogs know how to be grateful. You don't." As if it understood every word, the stray dog barked twice in agreement. The crowd erupted. "Did Carol's rejection finally break him?" "Why does he seem like a totally different person?" Carol's face flushed bright red. She immediately grabbed my wrist.