After she went to her house, and kill parent, and write her pharase "false love is a lie", and after she took a scissor and cut her hair to the size of a little more than her shoulders, then amelya grabbed some colored dyes and painted a few strands of pink and sky blue, and finally she said now I'm not amelya, I want the people called me "the sweet killer" and today I gona take care of killing the people who want interpose in love ha, ha, ha
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The sweet killer
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