Last Time...

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I opened the window, I glanced at the rotting paintwork, it reminded me of my future. Unpromising, Mouldy and decomposing.

The cold air filled my lungs as I inhaled.

The feeling of the frost lining my body was like a breath of fresh air to a life of suffocation and tragedy. It filled me to my fingertips, they twitched at the feeling.

It was electricity running through my veins.

I closed my eyes and smelt the fragrance of freedom. I felt invincible, despite the vulnerability I was in.

I imagined a life of freedom and normality, just out of my reach. A little more effort and it was a reality.

A sigh of happiness escaped my mouth.

It was beautiful.

Beautiful.

But he would track me down...and kill me. I couldn't risk that. Not again.

Not after what happened last time.

Last time.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 31, 2015 ⏰

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