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Chasing Me Narrative

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I walked among the cold streets of London. Light snow was falling and the sidewalks were slightly covered in ice. I was walking carefully, I didn't want to slip. I had slipped once in the city before this. I was running away from guys with guns. My leg is bruised and probably broken. The reason why people were chasing me is because I was an experiment. I was turned demon by a medicine that they created. It was supposed to cut out all emotions so they said "It would create a better world." I became a demon and lost one emotion, happiness. I never smile and it feels like I can't. My mouth just won't form a smile anymore.

I had on my BearPaw boots, black leggings, a blue and pink skirt, an oversized pink sweater that I got from a clothes

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