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I didn't mean to kill her
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The eyes in the painting followed him down the corridor.
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Everything stopped, people were stood like statues all around me, people in cars, men on bicycles, babies in prams all lifeless, frozen in time.
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Am I in heaven? What happened to me?
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As she stopped to catch her breath, she looked back
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He was excited to find 150 new emails in his inbox
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He was stunned - the stranger in front of him looked exactly like the woman of his dreams
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The first Christmas she could remember was also her best Christmas ever.
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He watched, helpless, as the door closed behind her
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With sadness, she realised they needed some time apart
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They found his diary under his bed
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He could hear everything, but dare not open his eyes
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He didn't want to go out on such a night but
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"It's all bills, bills, bills. That's my only answer now," he said, pointing to
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It was the trip of a lifetime, but
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