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The Mark

The Mark

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jan 2, 2019
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My name is Angel Torres and I am 16. I was born with this mark, a mark that will change my life forever. ...................................................................................... "Run Angel! Run!!!" Mark said. " You have to go or you won't make it out of here alive!" I stopped and looked at him, " but what about you? I paused, " I will not leave without you! You are all I have left. All my friends and family are dead because of me! I will not leave you to die not like the rest of them!" Mark tried to talk to me but I interrupted him, "No..... no it's not happening!" I looked at him straight in the eyes and said, " I love you and I will not leave knowing I was the cause of your death! So I will stay and fight with you to the end." We were both crying him knowing I won't leave him and me knowing that this could be the end of everything. All the running away, fighting, and living in fear of others brought me to this moment. So I will fight for Mark, for my dead family and friends who protected, and most importantly I fight for myself. I Will SURVIVE!
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The Mark was a gift they told me. The Mark is a blessing. When I was born, I was born with the most powerful mark known to our kind, the Enchanted Ones. It was said to give the one who received it all sorts of powers for all sorts of different things. It was suppose to make me special. It did the opposite. Now I run around here in the halls of the academy and town and other random places with my friends trying to find something that never came to me. Something that was meant for me. Something meant for everyone with the Mark. A power. At least one. Just one. My name is Lilith Corbyn Kale. I am 17 years old and I have no power. Not One.

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