I don't know how my life will end. Just how I want it to start.
Dying is such a scary, inevitable act. I can only hope it is peaceful but I can't bring myself to focus on anything but the present moment.
I stared without moving into the dark eyes of a predator, and they looked back at me like they always do. Captivated.
To have death stare back at you, to be so close; you can taste it bleeding off your tongue.
It is defiant to spit at them, to watch them smear it off their face.
I know that if I never moved to New York, I wouldn't be eye to eye with my last moments. Yet as terrified as I was, I don't regret the decision that lead me to this point. Never thought that I'd fall in love with a predator but I guess that's just my nature.
The predator grinned as he held me in his arms, watching me take my last breath.
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By Mistake
RomanceYoung, twenty one-year-old, Cassie Huwit wants a fresh start at trying to plan out her life. It doesn't go to plan and she is forced to start from the bottom. Cassie meets a handsome man named Aaron but Aaron is quiet and drags her into his life wit...
