Prologue

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Blinded at 15, blinded by the word "love". Because that's all it is. A word. A word that's given so much meaning, yet once its broken its gone forever. Its shattered like a vase full of flowers. The flowers are dying everyday and the vase falls and breaks into a million pieces. Just like a heart. Until the very last beat. That last beat is the last chance at life. The last time you see the world. Died at 17, fell off the edge. Couldn't take the pain. The suffering. The constant reminder of him. He controlled the very last bit of humanity left. Leaving a soul trapped within. With no purpose. No life. What was left was nothing. An empty place full of memories. Memories that haunt the mind and remind what was lost. I'm Tori Reed. These are my remains.

(Thanks for reading.! I hope you enjoyed and give me some feedback.!~Karley)

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