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Don't blame yourself
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Ongoing, First published Aug 16, 2022
Mature
" Love stories are always terrible, some aren't, but I find them.. lovely, get it?" 
|| A accident goes off with the patients in Hope Zions hospital which leaves people shook, others bring tears while some bring violence. What happens when a person escapes a mental hospital and enters Hope Zion when a familiar group of people are on nightshift? ||
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We were all alive. We were all together again. Until... A knock on the door. "He's gone...He's really gone and I feel. I feel so cold, there's a piece of me missing and it hurts so much...I can't...I just..." Is this the beginning of the end? Or the start of a new beginning. How many more steps are needed before they reach freedom? Or have they gone one step too far?