The Monster
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Last published Sat, Oct 2, 2021
I do not know what I did to deserve this. This...curse. I wouldn't even subject another to the excruciating pain I had to endure, not even someone I love. I was only seventeen when I walked home that night. A man, no, a monster attacked me. That was my last day alive.
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