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Three : Death
She waited. She waited for her horrible demise. The end of her life. She never thought that it would end this way. She closed her eyes, and thought of all the goodness that she had known in her life, and she cried silent tears.
Whoever was out there, he knew where she was. He knew. He did this for a living.
He always knew.
And he laughed as he flung the crowbar, splintering the closet. Sakura screamed as she saw her attacker take out his knife. He lunged toward her plunging the knife right through her. She screamed as the knife seemed the grow out of her back, dripping with blood.
Her blood.
He pulled it out, and swung the knife. It practically ripped her hand off. She fell to the ground, clutching the stub of where her hand used to be.
He kicked her over and plunged the knife into her heart. She writhed for a moment and at last she lay still. She closed her eyes for the last time.
The man wiped the knife on her clothes, and walked out.
Author's Note : HAHA ITS SO SHORT YES YES I KNOW :) . short n' sweet. well not necessarily sweet :(. please R&R! THANKS ;D