Twenty Two years young

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for sara smith her life had not been pretty and event after event had forced her to spiral into the abis of hate and selfloathing that brought her to her finall moments, this is  her final reflection on the life that she had lead.All Rights Reserved

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chapter 1- the begining of the end
Tue, Feb 9, 2021

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chapter 1- the begining of the end
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*Trigger Warning: This story contains references to grief, self-harm, and emotional distress. Reader discretion is advised.* In a world where memories refuse to fade, Suborno clings to the one person she can't let go-her sister, Sara. Frozen in time, Sara's lifeless body lies encased in glass, a chilling reminder of the day everything changed. For Suborno, it's not just preservation; it's devotion. But obsession has its price. Haunted by whispers only she can hear and driven by an unshakable need to protect Sara, Suborno walks a fragile line between love and madness. As her grip on reality begins to slip, she must confront the devastating truth behind her actions-and the toll they take on those around her. *"You smell like blood,"* the voice hisses again. Is it Sara? Or is it something darker? With each passing day, Suborno's pain transforms into something sharper, colder-a hunger for **revenge** against the world that took her sister away. But as the lines blur between justice and vengeance, she must ask herself: Is she protecting Sara... or punishing everyone else?

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Trigger Warning: This story contains references to grief, self-harm, and emotional distress. Reader discretion is advised. In a world where memories refuse to fade, Suborno clings to the one person she can't let go-her sister, Sara. Frozen in time, Sara's lifeless body lies encased in glass, a chilling reminder of the day everything changed. For Suborno, it's not just preservation; it's devotion. But obsession has its price. Haunted by whispers only she can hear and driven by an unshakable need to protect Sara, Suborno walks a fragile line between love and madness. As her grip on reality begins to slip, she must confront the devastating truth behind her actions-and the toll they take on those around her. "You smell like blood," the voice hisses again. Is it Sara? Or is it something darker? With each passing day, Suborno's pain transforms into something sharper, colder-a hunger for revenge against the world that took her sister away. But as the lines blur between justice and vengeance, she must ask herself: Is she protecting Sara... or punishing everyone else?

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