Wasted
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Her pale green eyes held so much pain. "I'm just a waste." she whispered, before wandering back into the pretty landscape of winter forest.
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I could feel my body shaking with cold. I froze as ice climbed up from below my knees, up to my thighs. My eyes felt cool as they turned from bright, and dark, to the perfect shade of Cyan blue. My moments as a normal, teenage girl came to an end the moment he touched me. Felt me. Held me. I knew I was never going to be considered normal again.

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