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The Life That Doesn't Seem To End [ON HOLD]

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Watch me suffer...you don't feel my pain Hit me hard...you don't care  Yet, you show me pity...you don't mean it  Why? Is a question I ask most often. Why me? Why did I do to deserve this? Why was I here at the wrong time? Why can't I be normal? Why do you make me wish I was dead? WHY? Since I moved to Los Angeles, my life seen to be nothing but everlasting pain and suffering. Every day is the same thing. You hit me, kick me, mentally break me down all over a little mistake. I would wish death upon all those who hurt me in each and every way, but I was not raised that way. But... I was never taughted to endure so much pain and misery at one time and it's too overbearing. What happens if enough is enough and I can't take it anymore. If I end it all, it would be on your conscious every second, every minute,every hour of the day. Will it drive you to the breaking point. You'll be wishing that your life would end faster than it could possibly could. Now your life is just like mine... A Life That DOESNT Seem To End.All Rights Reserved

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Siblings

[Completed] There's three of us. Triplets. We all have each other's backs. There's me, Maeve. The one with red eyes. People call me a murder. Satan. Evil. Anything really. All I cared about was not them. Certainly not them. Those people didn't matter to me. What mattered was my other two siblings. Everything I have ever done, was for them. Even if they don't realize it. Even if they think I was the big bad monster. To the world, I was a cold heartless monster but to my siblings? I was loving sister. I was there if one of them have a nightmare. I'm there for them. There's Damien. The oldest out of us. He's the one with white eyes. The one who people who also call Satan and evil and all of that bullshit. You ever wonder if those goddamn bullies got tired of bullying other people? I do. Not the point, stay focused Maeve. What was I saying? Oh right, Damien. He likes cars. Building, tearing them apart, spray painting them, anything about cars. Then there's Angel. Sweet, sweet Angel. She's the youngest out of the group. She has blue eyes, different from us. She's the lucky one, per say. The one who doesn't get bulled. She has the personality like a five year old but we love her to pieces. Me and Damien try to protect her against the evil's of the world. She shouldn't go through that like we did. At least she has a normal childhood, or some part of normal. We didn't have the best childhood growing up. Well, me and Damien didn't. Mother gave Angel the best childhood she ever wanted. Sometimes, only sometimes when she was drunk or whatever with her stupid boyfriend did she punish Angel. That was once every blue moon. She was convinced me and Damien had Satan in us. While Angel, well she thought that Angel was an angel from Heaven. Now, let me stop rambling. This story will be an emotional roller coaster. Especially since we get sent to live with our older half-brothers. Mentions of self-harm, abuse, rape, miscarriage, violence, cursing, suicide attempts.