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I'm going to start off by thanking TheDarkWolf123 for kindly drawing Icy Royalty! She looks awesome! Thank you so much.

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"It's over, shadow!" James hissed, pushing me down to the dirty ground where I belonged. "You know your place now, don't you?" I nodded as I let tears fall on the grey cement type furnish.

His eyes turned dark when he saw the pain, the tears fall, when he saw my breaking right before his eyes.

"You can't cry." He yelled, kicking me in the side. "You don't have the RIGHT to cry!"

I breathed in sharply, calming my nerves as I stood up. I wanted to hurt him, slap him, stab him, do whatever, but I can't.

I can't touch him.

I don't have the right to.

"And don't you even think about your precious 'slenderman' coming to help you! They think you're dead! They all think you're dead! And personally, I think you should be too." I nodded.

Accepting my fate is all I can do.

"But hurting you is more fun." He leaned in close to my ear, lifting my head up with his fingers, "I enjoy watching a small piece of your sanity break away again and again, one... By one.... By one."

"But life is about choices my dear, so I'll give you your own choice." He held out a knife and placed it in my hands, letting the sharp blade pulse down onto my skin, denting it but not yet breaking apart the thin layer that covers my bones.

I turned it over in my hand before looking up and making eye contact with him. Another forbidden tear ran down my face as I lifted it up, holding it against my chest.

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