Masked
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Ongoing8m
Last published Mon, Mar 12, 2018
"Just because I've been given this opportunity doesn't mean you can waltz back into my life! Not you or Mom!" I nearly yelled.
He stepped forward, only a foot in between us. I looked into his haunting eyes, wishing for them to disappear.
"Then don't give me a life to come back into." His voice was deadly, I heard the massive amount of venom behind his words. He suddenly then closed the space between us, grabbing my throat with both hands and lifted me off the sidewalk.
"Let me go! Dylan! You don't want to-" His had taken one hand off my throat and launched it at my stomach, cutting the rest of my air supply as his grip tightened.
"I know what I want to do! I want to end your life to end my guilt! You look so much like her, my mistake! Once your face is gone, my guilt will be gone." His words rushed out angrily.
This is it. This is where I finally see my twin.
This is where my older brother finally takes my life.
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