#;short thread

“It would be much easier if you clarified what exactly is wrong with you now.”

"You have a really unhealthy face... Have you caught a disease or something?"

"Mugiwara-ya, get out of my trashcan.”

“I really need to know... Can I have like a tiny little bit of your blood or would it be inappropriate?”

“You shouldn’t be here, you’re going to get really scolded if you hang out with Miss Traitor.”

“Ugh, give me a coffee! I feel like my soul is drowning into Oblivion...”

Nora felt bad about what she'd done. She hadn't meant to, she hadn't meant to. The drugs she'd given her brother, weren't strong ones, least that was what she told herself, but she needed him out of the way. And then, he'd died. She stared down at his grave, feeling the pain, the empty feeling in her heart, "I'm sorry," she said, "I didn't mean to kill you. I wish it had been me." The tears wouldn't stop, no matter how hard she tried. She wiped them angrily away. It was a few years later, when the girl turned sixteen. Her girlfriends wanted her to have a party, so she was sitting there. They watched horror movies on the screen, and then one of the girls dared her to go and say 'Bloody Mary' three times into the bathroom mirror. "I'll do it," she vowed, "I'm not afraid of some stupid ghost." She went to the mirror and looked into the frosted glass. Then the girl said it, three times, "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary." She smirked as she went into the room, "see nothing happened, now I dare you to go and do it. " They all said it. But the weird things didn't happen to them. She didn't notice it until the next morning. Bleary-eyed, the girl opened her eyes up, "wow, I look like shit," she said, when she stared into the mirror, and dropped the glass cup holding their tooth brushes, "no, no," she said. For a minute there, her eyes had been bleeding. She shook her head out, vowing to herself not to look into anything with a reflection, "Nori?" she asked in a small voice, "Nori are you still...are you still here?'