Twisted by Angela Qian
His face was blank. The expression didn't change even when I dug the knife in under his armpit. When I drove the knife in and started crying on his shoulder. When I screamed and jumped back with the knife still stuck. His face didn't change. And he didn't bleed.
Angela Qian is a student, dreamer, incorrigible romantic, and big eater. One day she will bake a chocolate mousse cake and finish her novel. For now, she spends her days staring at the computer screen and falling in love with fictional manga characters. She blogs excessively, at minai.tumblr.com.
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