Don't Ever Look Back
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Last published Fri, Mar 16, 2018
"I'm not the thing you think I am. "
"You're wrong, you helped me. Everything I am now, I am thanks to you."
"That's exactly what I mean."
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"Don't ever look back, no matter what you hear?"
"Why?"
The dark look in those clouded eyes sent chills down my back. "Because you won't like what you see."
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Time keeps on. Through troubles, pain and serenity alike. No matter what happens, time keeps on. It can't go backwards, it can't rewind. No matter how much we try, we can't turn back our past, we can't rewrite our history. I wonder, if he had know this, if by he had known what was going to happen, would he have still made the same decision?
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Just a story about a group of kids who went through hell and didn't come back.
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