That day was when I realized my love for Leaf was becoming an unhealthy obsession. I was even going through a frickin' existential crisis all because I thought about being with her so much. I came to a conclusion that I should really stop with my obsession for all things Leaf, and that meant getting rid of nearly everything related to her. Even that big story I'm working on.
When I got home, Leaf knew something was wrong and tried comforting me. Everything went seemingly normal until suddenly, she took out a dagger and started ripping through my abdomen with it. I didn't even feel any pain but she stared at me as if she was enjoying it. Then as abruptly as she took out and stabbed me, she stopped and had the look of horror on her face when she saw the figurative damage she had done.
She fell on her knees and began crying, saying sorry over and over again. I became extremely worried and tried to comfort her, but then she just stopped crying and fell silent. Her eyes became pure white and her body was motionless. Then it hit me like a semi-truck loaded with bricks. She died.
