it was dark outside.
the stairs creeked.
the windows leaked.
late night.
up late.
cutting deeper.
no one heard her scream.
not even her family.
they cried forever.
she lived a long horrible death.
but all the people who hated her.
they loved it.
but no one forget that lonely night.
when Miranda Cortez died.

*i made up the name*
 
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