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Copyright-N-Ngamsubmanee
I stepped out of the darkness, revealing my face to all of the anxious reporters, wanting the latest scoop on me. I walked up in front of all the reporters, flipping my hair, daring them to follow me as my face was overcome by the sudden warmth of the sun.
I hated how they had to ask stupid questions about stuff that didn't even matter right now in life. My life was over, just because that single mistake I had made. Wrong place, wrong time. I was just a crazy fan, who was head over heels over a band member.
I kept walking, the reporters and cameras all on me, watching as the wind ruffled my flying hair and blood red dress, my red high heels clicking on the cement. I pulled out my mirror, applying a thick layer of red lipstick on, smacking my lips.
"Sarah, do you have anything to comment about the murder of Greg Jey?"
I flinched at this question, throwing my lipstick and mirror into the bushes next to me, leaving perfect evidence. I curled my fingers, setting them gently on my stomach, ladylike, jumping over a railing and landing on the gravel, my heels digging into the rocks.
"I-" I whispered, hearing the deafening monster come closer to me, attracting me to it.
I took a deep breath and smiled crookedly.
"I didn't do it!" I screamed.
The monster's horns blared, making my ears ring as I closed my eyes, stepping in front of the full speed train.
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