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I was thinking about my life that day must have been fated to reminisce about the past to think it would have been the last. Although I suspected something, some of the servants were acting a bit off but one was completely strange always murmuring and talking to himself,’’ I'm calm nice not crazy or ill, see how nice I am.’’ I thought of firing him but put it off till tomorrow when I could have gathered more evidence, I went to bed but thought I saw a faint shadow, but thought it was nothing, but then I see him, the waiter the last thing I saw then everything was black-

I wake up only knowing who my murder was and how it happened, I think he killed me, because he couldn't maintain his mental health which is why he died shortly later.

My weird day

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