My Witness

My Witness

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Shawn Mendes
You are my witness. You are my savior, that's on earth. You can be whatever you want to be to me and I want to be whatever you want me to be to you. Just know what you saw will get me free and have my body back. I hug him before he walks into the investigation. Tears flowing from both of our eyes as I've waited several years for their to happen but had no guts to intil he came in the picture. He's happy to help but he's sad that happened to me ... "Order to the court please rise as the judge enters the room. He takes his seat and says you all may be seated but for Mr. Johnson, Miss Johnson and Mr. Mendes" He bangs his thingy. The lawyers do their thing, Shawn and I do our thing, my father does his thing, the judge does his thing. He looks through some more papers figuring out the right decision that he thinks it is. "I plead that Mr. Johnson is... Read to see what happens
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Sam: I was raised the way that teaches you to be selfless. That's what I was doing my whole life. Taking care of my little brother when my parents couldn't or didn't want to, helping with chores, working, doing my best at school so I don't embarrass my family name, following my father's dreams and mothers expectations. Everything for them, to satisfy them, to please them. No one was ever satisfied with me though, I'm never good enough for no one. So as usual I bought a drink to reward myself for a once again perfect score on the exam. One drink turns into five and I find myself following some guy with pretty eyes. What I didn't know is that next time we meet I'm not going to be the one drunk and it's not going to be the last time I see him either. Quite the opposite, he'll manage to turn my life upside down, ruining it completely, and only the end of the world will be able to fix all of it. Daryl: When I was younger I used to think I was born with a curse in my blood, but then I understood that life is just a bitch. From my mother's death to surviving under my father's thumb and then jumping under Merle's. Whole my life I stood neck deep in shit, be it bird shit, my own shit or my family's. Every day is a stupid fight to not drown in that pool of shit, and for years the only thing keeping me floating were drugs and alcohol. But then, this bloody sunshine dropped into my life. After all the years of violence and roughness I grew to crave him like a secret drug. His gentle touch, his unconditional love and care. As much as my scarred soul craves it, this thing between us is crossing all the lines and breaking all the rules I knew. So I drown in ecstasy and weed even more, trying to figure myself out, so lost in my own bullshit that I didn't notice that his perfect life isn't as good as he says it is, and when I finally open my eyes, he's gone. He's fucking gone, and world is too, or at least the way we knew it.

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