Thanks, Boo (BL)

Thanks, Boo (BL)

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Because I am gay they see me as useless and a disgrace but it's just me and who I am. They wanted me dead they made me dead killed me out of hate disrespect. The torture I didn't even know how or why I became deceased, I don't know death only my reaper. I couldn't let them ruin another I CAN NOT ALLOW IT!!! Although my body is dead my spirit is alive ready to defend this fine poor boy.
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When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

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