Bleeding Tears

Bleeding Tears

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Paranormal
My names Ember I am a shifter (wolf). When I was six my father left me and my mom. At the age of nine my mother died and I was sent away to be a slave. I have nothing to live for or do I? I find out something I never knew about myself and my dirty little secret could get me and everyone I love killed. P.S. Guys this story was written when I was 12 and I might rewrite it who knows. Read at your own risk.
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Run. Do not interact. Those were the words that went through her mind as she ran from the wreckage of the burning train. No one noticed her leave. She couldn't remember anything about herself: her age, her life. Not even her own name. She only had a partially burned Driver's license with her face and the first initial of her name. J. Run. Do not interact. She forgot why she heeded those words. She walks through the forests with only a stranger as a companion. She can't speak to anyone. Did she wish to go back though? She wasn't sure. Run. Do not interact. Now she remembers. The type of person she was. Will she keep running? She wasn't sure.

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