Heartbeat ~ a tribute

Heartbeat ~ a tribute

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People die everyday. You can blame anyone. Anyone you may think that is responsible for robbing the planet of a soul. You can blame doctors, friends, parents, anyone who couldn't do enough to save that person. And when someone can't do enough, it feels like they hardly did anything at all. I know. I've been there. I know that they did all they could for my best friend, but nothing could save her, no amount of medical treatment, no amount of care. That was a robbery, a robbery of not just a soul. A robbery of all the light and happiness in the world, in my world at least. I wasn't going to write anything, I didn't think I could muster up the strength to, but she deserves this. She deserves better. So let me do the least I can. This is for you Kat. People die everyday. You only notice when someone you know is one of them.
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I'm about to tell you a story about a girl. A normal girl. A girl that had no cares in the world, until her trust for it was stripped away. When you read her story, you'll find yourself trusting her, loving her, rooting for her. But you see, not everyone gets to trust the world. Not everyone has a happy ending. --- Halfway through the kiss however, his attitude changed; instead of being a loving embrace, it became a fierce trap. His grip on her waist tightened, trapped her where she was instead of simply holding her where he wanted her. The hand in her hair grabbed a section of it, enforcing his demand for her not to go anywhere. Before she knew what was happening, he left go of her hair, and pushed her to the ground. She gasped, suddenly able to breathe. He stood up and walked over to her. He placed a soft hand on her cheek, just like he used to when he was telling her how special she was to him. None of the emotion was there this time however, all she could feel radiating from his was rage. "You shouldn't have run off, babe," he said bitterly. "I was about to show you how much I loved you. Instead, I now have to show you what happens when you anger me." --- The men regarded her, before she was shoved to the ground and one produced a whip. There, laying broken on the floor, as the other girls watched, she was whipped. Slowly, she felt her skin breaking in time with her heart and her will.

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