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What a strange place. What a strange feeling. Sitting in my chair, watching my favorite shows, waiting on my brother to pick me up to go to his house. I thought I heard a noise, but I ignored it. Then, a loud noise, and a terrible pain. I look down to see a hole in my chest where there didn't used to be one. Then, dizzy, and then here I was again, just sitting, watching. Watching as they drag my body away. Hearing the police say they'll probably never find the killer. Watching my family cry. Don't cry. I'm doing fine. Really, I'm okay. It's just, it's gotten so cold. Brother, please come get me soon okay? It's so cold out here, so come get me soon.
(Feedback?)
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Maybe the answer is in the very light reflected off our blades. Maybe that's what it means to be this creature known as samurai.
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