There once was a girl who lost her way. She took a wrong turn somewhere, and the twisted path beneath her became dark and scary. She came to a clearing, and there on the ground, she found her shattered heart. As she began to pick up the pieces, a shadow loomed behind her. She knew what was lurking.
She began to hand the pieces of her heart to the devil as she said, “Here you go. You can hold on to these for now. They are so black and twisted, I’m not sure what to do with them anymore.”
As his clawed fingers curled around what was left of the girl, she felt a familiar calm come over her, and she knew she was falling again.
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