Prologue-
Throughout my entire life,
The people I have cared for deeply
Have left me
Their last painful words telling me that
My life is a lie.
This is a story of a liar who has been broken more times than he can bare to count.
Chapter one-
It was late afternoon when I fled from the only place I had ever called home. I felt a searing pain where my heart was supposed to be. Blood seeped through the thick sweater I had managed to throw on after my heart was stolen. The harsh Australian sun glared down on me, blurring the buildings in the distance. Almost like a mirage I pushed further, increasing my speed I ran to salvation, putting more distance between me and the shambles of my past. Wheezing due to fatigue and the unbearable pain in my chest, I slowly edged closer to freedom. My figure reduced to a blur to passing cars and cyclists. I sped towards the city that apparently held more untold horrors then I bare to ever imagine.

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Monster
Short StoryFirst work upload it is an alternate story line. instead of the victim's point of view it is the monsters And randomness sorry!