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Lost Wind
Last Updated : 2024-07-11
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Grace read the content of the tweet with trembling lips, and a hoarse voice almost choking, or did she know why she could be like that, there was clearly a feeling of horror that ran through her body as she read the tweet. The tweet is "Thank you to my friends who have cursed at me, hopefully we will meet again letter. The path i take is God's way." For a moment the were silent, no one dared to make a sound. Their lips seemed to be sewn up hard to open, they look each other, it wasn't the vengeful it used to be, but one filled with horror. As if something was telling them that a terrible event had happend, let's just say it was a hunch.
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Lost Wind Traces of Blood III
Lightning struck near Leah's house. The strong wind slapped the window of her room. The hinges of the lock came off the hook, the window came loose, opening and closing like someone was banging on the door from the outside.Leah, who was sleeping, was suddenly startled when the sound of the window banging was heard loudly in her room, she got up from a half-lying position. Her body leaned against the headboard of her bed. She was silent for a moment, staring at the clock which showed one in the morning, smelling the scent of rain from the gust of wind went into her room.The window was still moving like a mental hospital prisoner going berserk. She got up and walked slowly towards the window. With both hands pulling the window inwards so that it would no longer move wildly, she sighed in annoyance when she saw that the window lock latch had been damaged by the strong gust of wind. She turned to the dressing table near her bed, then let go of the handle, letting the window move wildly a
Last Updated : 2024-07-11Lost Wind Traces of Blood II
It had been almost a week since she had shaved her armpit hair, until when she raised her hand, she saw a row of black hair in her armpit. Grace was stunned for a moment, what if tomorrow one of her friends caught the black hairs in the folds of her armpits? Surely she would be embarrassed by it. After taking the headache medicine, Grace took a special women's razor from the toolbox hanging near the medicine box.The razor consisted of four sharp blades, it was new (maybe Grace bought it three days ago). The razor is pink with Rubber teeth on the handle to make it easier for users to grip. Grace opened the safety of the knife blade, then washed it first with water from the sink faucet. She took shaving foam from her equipment box, and shook the can before pressing the top of the can. White, lemonade-scented foam rose in her palm. After lifting her left armpit, she rubbed the shaving foam on her ar
Last Updated : 2024-07-09Lost Wind Traces of Blood
The sun had set about two hours ago when Grace had dinner with her mother and little brother at their house big but empty. That night, for the umpteenth time, her father had to go out of town to review her new business. As a businessman, her father never trusted other people to inspect his new business location. Sometimes just a few days, but often weeks.Grace has accustomed to this situation, her brother and mother depend on her when her father was not at home. The maid her father hired only come in the morning and go home after sunset. After that she was the one who had to take care of her mother who had been paralyzed for several years ago, since virus attacked her mother brain cells.A case that is quite rare and usually attacks children. A year after the virus was diagnosed it developed in her mother's brain cells, her mother suffers from permanent paralysis which causes her to spend time in a wheelchair. In fact, what was sad was that her mother's motor skills slowly disappeared
Last Updated : 2024-07-08Lost Wind Mysterious Massage VII
This morning Leah was late, she getting out of her car and she rushed to class. Last night she could not sleep because of the sound she was sure was heard from outside her bedroom window, the sound was like the sound of someone crying bitterly. The voice sounded so far away, but it was clear enough for one to know that it was crying. There was someone crying in front of her house last night. Although she wasn't so sure, a part of her brain that was in charge of recording what was happening around her said so.There has been a significant change in the school's atmosphere, now Beatancy's students don't talk much anymore. Those who used to shout, run around, and mock anyone who was suitable as a target now just sat in silence.They were just busy eating their food, even students who were known to be troublemakers turned a hundred and eighty degrees into quiet students. As if there was a black fog that enveloped Beat
Last Updated : 2021-12-13
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