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I woke up with a gasp. My heart was beating like a drum. There was cold sweat on my face as I sat up and put my face in my hands. I was panting like crazy. Every year it was like this, a nightmare of a horrible bloody death of a stranger. I looked up at the dark sky and I knew it was time to go. I sat up being very careful not to wake my still sleeping sister. I slipped into a shaggy pair of shorts and a shirt. I weaved through the endless piles of books and parchments. With much luck I made it to the hut’s door. I untangled the vine trap and slipped out into the damp night. The dim sound of chirping crickets echoed through the mist. The small hike up the tiny mountain seemed like an eternity. I approached the edge of the cliff. It was the highest point in my village. Only once a year I came up here. It was surprising how much it's changed. The sakura tree was covered with snow as usual, it was a pity how I'll never see it in full bloom. I sighed, what a sight that would be. I sat down feet dangling limply over the edge of the cliff. As I stared into the dim twilight a faint breeze swept through and I knew it was time. The old year had shriveled and died and a new one had just been born.......

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I woke up with a gasp. My heart was beating like a drum. There was cold sweat on my face as I sat up and put my face in my hands. I was panting like crazy. Every year it was like this, a nightmare of a horrible bloody death of a stranger. I looked up at the dark sky and I knew it was time to go. I sat up being very careful not to wake my still sleeping sister. I slipped into a shaggy pair of shorts and a shirt. I weaved through the endless piles of books and parchments. With much luck I made it to the hut’s door. I untangled the vine trap and slipped out into the damp night. The dim sound of chirping crickets echoed through the mist. The small hike up the tiny mountain seemed like an eternity. I approached the edge of the cliff. It was the highest point in my village. Only once a year I came up here. It was surprising how much it's changed. The sakura tree was covered with snow as usual, it was a pity how I'll never see it in full bloom. I sighed, what a sight that would be. I sat down feet dangling limply over the edge of the cliff. As I stared into the dim twilight a faint breeze swept through and I knew it was time. The old year had shriveled and died and a new one had just been born.......