Fight or flight?
Choose your pick...
I choose flight...
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Last One Standing
MaceraThat was it. I had survived. I had made it to the last day of the everlasting year. Nothing would stop my mother from keeping me alive. At least, that was what I had thought that day. That was before I knew about the rebellion. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...
|PART I|
Fight or flight?
Choose your pick...
I choose flight...