Let hell break through.

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I'm sorry to say this, but this book is nearly finished! I've had a great time writing this, and although it may not be the best book, i'm still proud. Because nothing is a failure, simply something no as great as it was expected to be.On another note, watch out for an action/fantasy kind of thing, because soon I will be writing a short story! Anyway, Once this is done my main focuses should be Blinded without movements and good girls got a bad side! Anyway, bye! to Happy-BookWorm for being a great person!

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~ Kaity ~

I drop my head on the hard concrete, feeling a wet trickle of blood run down my head. But I don't care. I just close my eyes and go to sleep, and why not lie, I honestly wish I will never wake up.

But alas, my dreams and wishes are not granted. I awake to a pounding headache, wracking through my brain, and then, of course, I hear the ear-piercing sound of metal scraping against concrete. I attempt to lift my head, only to be hit with a pounding force, hitting itself against my skull. I end up pretending to sleep and silently listen. But then I feel the stiff grip of hardened, rock-like hands. I let out a small yelp as i'm harshly lifted up the ground and dragged across.

And then suddenly my world makes sense. And I know i'm going to die. I'm going to die. I can't move, how am I supposed to fight? Honestly, I give up.

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( A/N : I know this probably doesn't count as a chapter, but I'm getting to the big battle, so I have no ideas. Anyway, bye guys! )

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