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Lost (on hold)
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Continúa, Has publicado mar 20, 2017
"please, stay back!" I yelled putting my hands in front of me " I'm a monster, just like my father..." 

"every single time I try to be less like him, I just go back to the monster I really am...I don't want to hurt anyone anymore...I can't handle it...I can't...I can't...I just can't..." I dug my hands to the side of my head and through my hair. Why. Why did it have to be me, why does this have to happen "I just wanted a normal life, like everyone else..."

I started to sob uncontrollably, then, just then, something crashed on my lips
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"Almost, Always" 🍁🌹 Some people enter your life like whispers...soft, sudden, and gone before you can hold on. She didn't expect to see him again. Not after years, not like this. Not when she had finally learned how to forget the boy who never truly left her mind. But fate isn't loud..it's quiet, casual... cruel. In a classroom filled with noise, their glances screamed stories. A slow-burn connection, unsaid words, and almosts that could've been everything. This is not a fairytale. This is a memory rewritten..with the ending she deserved.