Still Alive
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  • Reads 1,096
  • Votes 77
  • Parts 15
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Oct 27, 2012
Mature
I had always had a way with words. As corny as it may sound I don't know, I had always loved the way words swayed themselves to match perfectly with each other. Authors created words that made worlds which seemed to drag you in as you read. So it wasn't hard knowing what to say and when. With age -though I was never thought to put words on paper and make them my own- I learned how to drag people along by saying the right thing. This was how I got what I what I wanted, most of the time anyway.

So yes. You can defiantly say that I had a way with my words. 

The way Mason, however, spoke his words were different. He spoke the truth and gave his opinion and in no way did his words pull me in. Instead they drew me close and held me tight and made me warm. Like a safety blanket I grew to need him. His words were like the way a mother held her new born baby, safe and close.
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