❝I sneaked into his room. Looked at his eyes, his hair that felt on his shoulder, the way the blanket covert his whole body. The way his blood was dripping on the floor. The way he turned from a skintone to a blue, cold color. My hands grabbed the blanket and pulled it up slowy. My eyes looked at him one more time and then I turned around. Smiled and closed the door.❞
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