Stranded In Alaska(Rewriting)
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 1h 15m
Ongoing, First published Feb 09, 2015
Death is peaceful you know. It opens the mind; makes you realize the worries of the world are smaller than you think. And until I felt my entity being pulled from me, I believed my life to be a complete lie. Truth be told it was. I was living behind the fabrication of a family induced relationship with a childhood friend; who may actually be in love with me. Not to mention the stress of a stubborn sixteen year old sister being modified by a crook.
  I just wanted to get away for a week or so; to relief the stress before college came around- to find my inner peace. Yet, I didn't find anything. It found me. 

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