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TRAGIC MIRACLE

TRAGIC MIRACLE

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* If I try to kill all my demons, my angels might die too....* Do you know how it feels? How it exactly feels to cry in the shower so no one can hear you? And waiting for everyone to fall asleep so you can fall apart? For everything to hurt so bad you just want it all to end? Of course not. This story is about a sixteen years old and her struggles to stay alive. Pretty much to save herself from the demon she knows all too well yet is so unknown to her. Herself. But what caused all the hated she feels towards her own self that made her do all the terrible things she never even dreamt of? What caused a sixteen years old girl to try and push herself off the edge or overdose on her pills every damn night? Or find peace in drugs? What caused her to lose herself and forget how if felt to ever smile? All those questions must be answered. And all her secrets must be revealed. After all that's what she deserved. Revenge. Justice....
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Prologue - Zac Let me put this as simple as I can - there are some things in life that exists, not for pleasure or for gain, and I am one of them. But no matter how much I wished I wasn't created this way or how alone I must always choose to be, I would never have wished I had not met her. Even as I know I will pay the price dearly for knowing her, I would not exchange any moments I had with her, all her joy and all her sadness she let me feel with her. How precious is her life and how insignificant will be mine. And when it all ends, I will feel no regret. Now that that's out of the way, how could I even hoped that HEAVEN BEND...Redemption? Have I not lost my ticket on that by now? They watch my every move and predicted my inane behaviour - there is nothing worse than the compelling hands of the dying to throw one off track. A very good distraction, even I had to admit I was distracted from my situation. Problem is, I don't get to click Refresh! Damn .. And now she has seen what I have not dared to admit to myself - I care for the whispers of the dying, and for this she knows I am undecided.

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