Stella Mortis

Stella Mortis

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The world is ending. I've told everyone and anyone. But the laughs and the utterances of my insanity drove me to not bother. To keep it to myself. I am the only one who truly understands that the end is near. That the climax of Earth's great performance is just one breath away. I am the only one who understands. Me - that crazy girl that no one ever talks to until it's too late. So maybe I won't talk to anyone else until it's too late. Maybe, just maybe, I'll finally rid myself of the girl who pissed herself in school; The girl who no one likes; The girl with no life. Maybe, just maybe I'll be the one who saves all your sorry arses. Join Elara as she watches the world come to an end and tries to stop those kind traits in her from telling others about it and enlisting their help to stop the end of the world. Disclaimer ~ Not all of the science in this story is entirely correct. It is part fantasy so do not believe all of it!
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Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

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