The Stoic

The Stoic

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"The world is predictable," my father once said. "And the beasts that live among it make it so." But were they the beasts, or was it us this entire time? Crees isn't like the other Tendrils of his society. And that is because of one simple fact: he is still alive. After years of enduring anguish from all sides of every story, he still manages to step out into the ever-hidden sunlight and make relative peace with the world. Every year for the past seven that he has spent in a canyon so deep the surface is practically a myth, he has found himself facing death but never leaving with Him. And so that cursed tradition continues. But things are changing. The war high above between their two captivators is intensifying, and the Tendrils know they have little time left. Crees wants nothing more than to enjoy it with those rare few who call him family, call him friend, but his curse is making that difficult. Especially when, this time around, it leaves him under the microscope of the two warring alien tribes.
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I sat down next to her and cried on her. "Don't leave," was all I managed when I noticed she wasn't breathing. I didn't want to believe she just died. But she wasn't making any sounds. "Youre my best friend!" ------ "You're my best friend!" When she said that, I felt a pain in my stomach. You're my best friend... You're my best friend.. You were my best friend...... the words rang in my head. They meant something to me, because, she was my best friend. And I killed her, because something inside me, told me that she evil, mean, and hated me, but it was really me who was evil, and mean, and now I have myself. ☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆ an 11 year old girl receives a young wolf pup for her birthday. A few years later there's a war between two types of wolves, The Light and The Dark Wolves. The wolf that was given to the girl must fight for peace, or is it peace she's really fighting for? It's a battle between, two kingdom's that used to live in peace, and two best friends. Who will win? Note: I wrote this in 4th grade fml. Rated M for mature Sequel coming soon!

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