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Chapter One: Bitter Fate
She cried, cried so hard that she was starting to choke but she didn't care. Everything was gone from her life, friends and family, gone in one hit, gone with two words. Two ugly, little words and they're dead. Dead. She looked at the place, the place she once loved and now hated, hated for the memories it took, hated for the rooms that are now ashes, and hated for ever being there. Hate. She smiled, such a little word with such a big meaning.
They came, she just knew they would come for her too, the wizards, the wizards who called themselves good, but how could they call themselves good when they killed her family and all the people with them, except her. Except her. Why, she did not know but now she didn't really care. She was in the backyard when it happened, such an innocent child, playing by herself. Herself. That was how it always been, she was alone, alone she had been for such a long time.
No one knew. No one. They had all thought as her as a happy child, filled with joy and love but they didn't know. They just don't know.
Another girl
They were dead. All of them. Her two loving sisters, her mother, her father, and her little brother. Dead. How can they? How can they just leave me like that, and how can these people, right in front of her, the murderers who called themselves heroes, how can they? She was not killed but why, she doesn't know the answer and will probably never be told why. Why. One question but so many answers. It was ok though; it wasn't like they ever spend time with her or anything. They NEVER spend time with her. It was like they had a secret that they didn't want to tell her.
A secret? Ya, right like they haven't brag about everything they ever owned or heard. They could never keep a secret, never.
Both girls' thought: This is a fate I must accept, a Bitter Fate.
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