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Divine Purpose
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Complete, First published Aug 15, 2014
What if we could see the evil creatures following us around? What if we could see the demons taunting us day in and day out? Those demons that install fear and anxiety into our minds. My family can. We are the blessed few chosen by God to destroy the evil beings dragging us to hell. We see things no one else should or could. 

I thought I could fight them off. I was raised to be the strongest but that crumbled when he came along. Cal was the nightmare that turned into a reality. He corners me in the darkest of places; twisting me into a cynical destructive world where nothing makes sense. 

I don't know how much more I can take before I erupt pieces of what could have been.
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