

A heavy rain.A heavy rain fell. The raindrops fell into her open mouth, quickly overflowing over the side of it like one would over flow a wine cup on accident when you’ve had too much. Rain falling on her open, grey eyes, rolling off seeming as if she was crying. And yet, she lying there, would never so much as cry again, for in the ditch, she lies dead. Later on someone would ride by and perchance to look in the ditch, for lost coins often found themselves there, and yet they would find a girl, perhaps the age of 15. Dead. They would pull her body from the ditch, and take her into the town, chancing themselves to prosecution of the murder. AA heavy rain.
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Iron Maiden rocks!!!
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Mary had a little lamb, her daddy shot it dead, it follows her to school each day, between two slices of bread.
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