"Even strangers are main characters to someone." - Unknown
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Jace
"Good evening Maria, Tyson, how are you doing?" I asked, as my eyes lazily rested on the grave stones in front, "you'll probably stayed home together and watched some lame a*s horror movies," I went on, and a slight laugh came out of my mouth.
„Can you see, Tyson? I cleaned up," I pointed at my smoking and the leather shoes I was wearing. The shoes creaked when I nervously tipped with them deeper and deeper into the wet grass.
"I know you always wanted that," I mumbled, while looking down instead of looking at the grave stones.
"What am I even saying? Why am I so stupid? You're not there," I gestured at the grave stone, "and not there, and you won't ever be."
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