Hear me Out

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pain. That is all I can say. One without words....
I cannot recall exactly when or what occurred on that unfaithful day.... Just the word agony was branded in my memory. My name is Sonic the Hedgehog. You may be thinking. 'Why would a famous hero feel a impossible emotion such as pain?' Well, it happens to even the most unexpected ones. I didn't believe such a thing like that would happen to me, even with a heart of gold. You're probably wondering what happened right? Well.... my memory is filled with blurs and uncertain realities. All I can say is what I know, or what I think I do... But looking back at that time, I am blocked by a wall of cold-hearted blood.

This has effected my personal life. Sometimes, I fear of leaving my house and in some occasions... even my room. I had a feeling that someone was watching me.... Just waiting for me to lose my guard and come for the kill. If I look in the mirror, I'm afraid to see 'him' again. And if that was not the case, I would be shot with horrid memories. I would hear screams, see and smell the rotting bodies of men, but worst of all, I would taste my own blood in my mouth with 'him' leaning on me with a knife near my throat, obliging me to swallow the red fluid.

I look in the mirror now. I'm filled with scars and bruises. These wounds may heal, but the memories will be permanent. I will tell you my story, but only if you do not laugh or mock. Look at me, I am no hero. I am a victimized hedgehog with a past of good hope, something I lost..... Because of 'him'.


This is the prologue of this story.

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