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Date Posted: 08:33:56 07/09/01 Mon
Author: skittlefairy
Subject: Sezma Chapter 3
In reply to: skittlefairy 's message, "Re: Sezma: chapter 2" on 15:02:05 06/15/01 Fri

Sezma nodded with a smile and wiped some blood off her cheek. Nonago got up and seized her wrist, dragging her into the bathroom. They left Deiko to read his funny comic books. Nonago began to wash the blood off of Sezma and looked sad. “How come we never go out to play anymore? I wish I had gone with you today!” Nonago wailed in a squeaky voice. Sezma smiled at her, “I only went because Alex told me to bring him, we can go tomorrow! Okay?” Sezma asked. Nonago nodded and giggled.
The girls ran back into the room where Deiko had begun to play a video game with Aba.

Later that day Sezma walked home, it wasn’t far, but it was already very late and her mother would be mad. Sezma wondered to herself why she never killed her mother or that jerk of a stepfather. She found no answer and finally reached her home. She took out her keys and unlocked the door as quietly as possible. Her mother was in the front room anyway, so she was in trouble.
“Where were you? I have been waiting for hours Sezma! It’s eleven at night!” She screamed. Sezma looked at her and blinked like a confused squirrel and walked into her room. Her mother followed her and continued to yell. Sezma had finally settled into a chair with a book when her mother slapped her.
“Big mistake. Don’t touch me,” Sezma said as she pulled out a knife from behind her chair. “Don’t threaten me! I will-“ Sezma cut he words short and also cut her throat. Her stepfather had chosen this moment to join them. She killed him as well and continued to read…

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