Megan Heartly
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Last published Tue, Aug 14, 2018
A bloody bracelet.
The bracelet Tania always wore, everytime....everyday...
I looked up at him, tears leaking out of my eyelids as anger took control over me.
"You killed her!" I screamed at him, standing up and walking towards him with blood shot eyes. "You killed Tania..."
"Just like you killed Tacce," he turned his body to me in anger, his anger fuming as well, our eyes dangerously shooting at each other as heavy breathing fueled the air. "And I will kill you for killing my brother!"
He grabbed my shoulders and before I could react, he thrashed me towards the bed. My back hit the metal edge and I gasped out air but quickly recovered and managed to dodge as he lunged for me.........
Things aren't so bright here.
My name is Megan Heartly and I will tell you my story.
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