Let's Play A Game

Let's Play A Game

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"Let's play a game." Said the man as he clapped his hands loudly. " It's a fun little game where we will put a group of you in a room and you all fight to the death, until only one of you is left standing." There was a disgusting grin on his face that made me want to punch him. Or could it be because he's forcing us to kill each other? Either way, he has always disgusted me. He's truly a sick man. I watched this man explain from a stage to the large crowd of people that are just like me. Imprisoned and forced to kill each other. I feel someone tap on my shoulder, so I turn my head to find someone's fist flying at me. The force knocks me back and I struggle to get my footing. Once I catch my step, I wipe away the blood from the side of my mouth onto the back of my hand. All I could do in this situation is laugh. The crowd was silent, guards step closer to the commotion, and the man giving the speech stopped talking. "Let's play!" I said ________________
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Have you feel like your been imprisoned in your own home. Not allowed to have friends, Not allow to enjoy company just work, study, and repeat. Well that is what I'm currently dealing with. My family was to much of a perfectionist who want everyone in the family to be like them. To learn how to be a perfect person and go off marrying some one who is also a perfectionist. But that's not me. I never follow the rules my family had when I was young. Being the problematic child in the family, I been called names, beaten and starved cause I wouldn't listen to the family rules. until one day, things got out of hand to the point I was saved a group of men Warning: Swearing, Mature content, abuse, blood and fights

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