The Bloody Rose (BoyxBoy)
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Last published Mon, Aug 15, 2016
My name, is Delante Braxton Jones. I'm 19 and live in Canmore, Alberta in Canada. Its a small mining town but the view is beautiful of the mountains.
But that all changed the day The Bloody Rose walked into town looking for something, or rather someone. And that someone, was me.
He walked into town like he owned the place. Everyone stayed out of his way as much as possible. I was on the other side of town at the time he walked into town and I knew it was that time. The time he came to get me. I hid as best I could from him.
But on September 17, I lost my freedom from the world I knew.
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