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He was Late

My phone isn't working. As well as my watch.

It's like the time had stopped and everything around me is still.

I want to go home but everytime I try, I always find myself coming back here in this very same place, beside a large tree, where I witnessed a brutal crime.

I was waiting for him and it all happened. What happened next is unknown to me.

Then, out of the blue I saw him with a white rose in hand. He walk towards the tree, kneel, and cry.

"I'm sorry, I'm late. I wasn't able to save you."

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