prompted thirty seven

prompted thirty seven

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"her fingers were begging to scratch an itch she didn't know she had, but it was there. it was always there." or, the short stories written by a girl who wants to get back into the groove of writing.
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(ShadAmy) I grew up in a little village, born from one of the most beautiful and powerful woman born. But no. I was a freak born from a monster, that I hold dear to my heart. My mother not human. My father murdered her, and I the baby was saved by my father. &quot;...&quot; But yet i wasn't taken cared nor loved by those i wanted to. That's why today. &quot;I'll die for you&quot;

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