Prompt: .....Finally we can make a start.....
Candle wax drips down the cake and starts too pool in puddles. I wait motionless staring at the wall in front of me, finally we can make a start laughter fills the room and I run around like a headless chicken singing from the top of my lungs. Music fills my ears and drop to the floor unable to breath then I realise I have been poisoned my hart slows down and all I can see is a white light.-88 Its to late im gone and there is nothing anyone could do about it.
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