I'll Be Damned (SAMPLE)

I'll Be Damned (SAMPLE)

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**This is a sample of the actual story. If you guys want me to upload more of this narrative then please comment/vote/add this to your library to let me know that you like it!! ******************** "You are so...so..." She was screaming, her nostrils flaring in anger, but at the same time fumbling for the right words to express her enraged state. Her hand flailed about in front of her to distract from her remaining arm which was clamped across the gaping wound in her side. She concluded, a slight helplessness written across her face. "Dead!" A smirk quirked at the corner of my lips. I lowered my gaze to my shadowy figure, allowing the crowd to follow my gaze. I then spun around on the spot, my hands gesturing to the fiery depths of the underworld in which we stood. "I know right." ********************* It is official: I, Carrington Meyers, am not on form. Firstly, my mother gifted me with such a heinous name that generations into the future kids still would be laughing about their great, great, great, great, great aunt Carrington (aunt because, lets face it, with a name like this who is going want to have children with me). Secondly, the gods seemed to think it was appropriate to bestow a mutilating psychological disease upon my my young, pure head, which seems a bit unfair given the circumstances of it only appearing after my parents' tragic deaths. And thirdly... well there is no massive problem but come on I'm a teenager so there's bound to be something. So I guess that brings us up to present when, due to my newly-found erratic behavior and frankly disturbing hallucinations, my adoptive parents deemed it fit to check me into Lakewood Manor: Home for the Mentally Challenged AKA the nearest psychiatric ward they could find. Which was a low blow, even for them. That's not the weirdest part though because, for some odd reason, whenever I fall asleep I seem to die. And it seems the underworld isn't going to let me go without a fight.
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