The Replicas

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I sat in my seat for my very first afternoon class. I was still fuming from my classes in the morning no thanks to Mr.Jackass. I was in my geography class hoping to be focused at last.I looked up and listened to what the Teacher was saying but I couldnt focus too well...the guy sitting in front of me looked cute.. from behind at least. He had slicked back hair and was wearing large brown glasses he had on a gray wool sweater and some slacks. He looked Nerdy. Just my type. That's when i saw textbooks were being passed out slowly and i saw the text book reaching my end in which the guy in front of me would have to turn around and pass it to me. I ruffled my hair in the hopes to make an impression. Much to my surprise and and dismay it turned out to be the same Arse from earlier. But before I could groan in my displeasure. "Hello! My names Marcel !" He says smiling and waving. I wasn't going to fall for his act so easy. "Bugger off being nice now wont fix what you did this morning" I scoffed crossing my arms "Im sorry do know you ?" He says as a confused look crosses his face and he adjusts his glasses as if they were broken. I opened my mouth about to argue when i realized that this wasnt the same guy. His voice was diffrent but.... he had the Same exact face.
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The strip of leather made contact with the skin on my back. The burning pain soared and I had to grit my teeth so no noise came out. I've lost count. I can't even remember the number of times he has brought the whip down onto my back. The burning sensation cooled and for a few seconds I thought the torture had finished but my thoughts soon came crashing down. Instead of being mauled by the whip, I heard a crunch as the bones in my torso were crushed by a heavy booted foot kicking me in the side. I grunted in pain. I had been in this cell for God knows how long and it was now probably some time in the evening. "Trying to be clever are we?" His voice booms out, his voice makes me flinch. "That's what you think smart ass. But I was trying to protect her." I replied back. I shouldn't have said that because moments later I'm kicked again in the side; this time so hard that I can feel a rib sink into one of my lungs. I fly towards the opposite wall in the cell, landing on my back. The specks of dirt and dust dig into the deep cuts on my back making me suck in a quick breath. I grunt and try to get up onto my feet but I feel a firm grip on the base of my neck. Before I know it, my feet are no longer touching the ground and I'm struggling for air. This is it. I'm dying. It's all over. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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