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Three-year-old me, sitting on the red carpet with my brother, not a thought in my little head. "I want the piggy!" snatching it away from him, not knowing it will be the last time I see it, along with many other things. "Give it back, Twilight!" young Ciel giggles; takes it back.
Father walks in with auntie Rachel, his new wife. Why can't I see Mommy anymore? I look over at him with Rachel, like she was never there. "Daddy?" I unsteadily walk to his feet. "Yes, dear?" His warm hand sits on my head. I stare up at him with the deep golden eyes he rejected from my mother. "Where's Mommy?"
I hear a crash and Daddy scoops me up in his arms while I cry. The noise isn’t all I’ll cry about that day. “Calm down, dear.” He kisses my forehead.
Another boom, and the room is red with flames. I scream louder. Daddy’s gone.
I wobble over to Ciel. He immediately lifts me into his arms. We stand and stare at Daddy and Auntie being swallowed in the flames. He squeezes me tightly, and our tears hit the burgundy carpet in harmony.
He runs outside with me, and sets me into a carriage. “I 사랑 you, sister.” he looks at me with emotion clouding his eyes. He closes the door and walks away.
“Ciel?” I sob. The carriage starts moving. “Ciel!” My screams just won’t reach him. I look back at the mansion where I grew up. A dark figure is standing on the roof, yellow eyes staring at me. “Mommy?” I wipe my nose.
My eyes feel heavy. I can’t sleep, not now. Not when this is happening. My toddler body says otherwise as I drift off.
I’m in a dark room, alone. “Ciel?” I call. Nothing. I notice a dark liquid slowly covering my feet. It’s stench lingers with death. I dip my finger in, holding it to my face. It’s black. Black blood.
I walk towards the source, only to crash to my knees. Crona, my other brother, laying in the corner. The blood’s dripping from his mouth, an eerie smile painted on his pale face. “Crona?” I scream. No answer.
No. Not you, Crona. I’ve already 로스트 so much.
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Twilight paced properly back and forth. Symmetrical dread filled her heart. Death the Kid should have been 집 at least an 시간 이전 and it wasn't like him to be late. Oh, my bloody love, Twilight thought. Where could 당신 be?

Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Death the Kid had been taken hostage 의해 담홍색, 핑크 Breast, a supervillain who had the city in a state of blank terror. Twilight fainted dead away, like Brack Obama does Caramelldansen.

When she came to, there was a bump on her eye and the symmetrical dread had returned. "Death the Kid, my black honey bunny," she cried out slowly. "What...
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I stand and stare at Arachne. now what? “Well? Are 당신 going to make me force it out of you?” Arachne takes a step forward. “Never.” I narrow my eyes. Whatever she wants, I can feel it stirring inside me.
Arachne steps closer. “Stop.” I put as much force into the word as possible. She stops walking and widens her eyes. “Good. Now attack.” She smiles.
Ok. I’d 사랑 to kill her. My eyes turn into black pools. A gun appears in my left hand. I turn my head and grin. “Ready?”
“Give me all you’ve got.” spiders appear around Arachne’s feet. Fine, I will.
I shoot...
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I slowly open my eyes. I’m in another room, the girl isn’t there. I hurt everywhere. A woman dressed in black gingerly steps in. “Some fight 당신 and your mother had. Look at that eye.”
I don’t remember a fight, but my body is aching, as if it remembers the pain.
The woman bends down so she’s eye to eye with me, “A proper witch who wants to be persuading will need to look nicer than this.” Her eyes have webs imbedded into their black darkness. I almost want to listen to her.
She walks me into another room, lit up with white light. This is the first time I’ve seen light in...
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