No Longer Watching Him Hurt

No Longer Watching Him Hurt

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Watching him die killed me. He ever so slowly slipped away due to pain and sickness. I prayed for the day when he wouldn't hurt, but never hoped he would have to die. I'm journaling life after him for you and your curiosity, amusement, whatever. I'm showing you how I persevered. I'm proving to you that I can live even though he couldn't.
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I was suppose to have been dead according to my headstone. As you can see though, that's not the case at all. I was murdered by an insane mad man, or werewolf if you want to be a prick. I don't want love or family, or anything of the sorts. Every breath I take, every moment that I'm walking this earth, every time I shoot down a worthless dog, is so I can come that much closer to killing him. I'm Alex and this my mission, my vendetta

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