Inspired by "In case you don't live forever" by Ben Platt. A story of being walled in by life and love.

Chesney Brown, a character on long-running British soap opera Coronation Street, is the worst human being who ever existed, and yet has somehow gained not only the respect of all his on-screen companions, but has somehow entered shows fan base as a baby-faced little angel boy who everyone enjoys seeing on their screens six times a week. I alone seem to has resisted the hypnotic effects of this devil-incarnate, an I vow to unmask this tyrant for what he truly is!! This story is part joke, part born out of a genuine frustration. If you are Sam Aston or are otherwise connected with Coronation Street, then I mean no offense to you personally. And it goes without saying this is purely my opinion. I am not a historian.

"My heart yearns to see you one last time Alexander Hamilton. My dear, boy" I whisper out loud. Reaching my bloody hand towards the summer sky. My voice is barely heard as I fall into the abyss of darkness. Lieutenant Colonel John Laurens joined the American Revolution in August 1777 and served loyally until his death in August 1782 at the Combahee River, South Carolina. Lieutenant Colonel John Laurens died by his injuries. He was shot multiple times in the saddle and died before he hit the ground. I made the story as historically accurate as I possibly could have made it, but it does contain some fiction. (This story will not be continued any further as it is a short story)

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