My Dark Wonderland

My Dark Wonderland

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There are things in this world that always go unnoticed. Always given one look, but not a second. People are pulled into the shadows by the demons we fear. The demons that we have always wished were never there. There is a story. A story that has not yet been told. A story about a Prophet, a Destroyer, the Mystic, the Mourner, and the Deviant. Now each one has a different story but they have always been combined. Now these five have always been casted into the light and shadows. Always over looked, but have protected the Rebel. The Rebel is a lost soul, someone who has been casted into the shadows but has no way out. This certain rebel has always been the one who is pushed into darkness. Pushed by the ones who she once called mother and father.
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"You only care about yourself." I snapped. His face softened. "That's not true." Such a lie. He had no shame in lying to my face, nor did he have shame in his behavior or actions towards me. He was selfish. He only cared about himself and no one around him. The games he played with my head. The things he said to my face. Everything he's done to me has broken me more than I already was, so why was I still here? Why was I here with him? Why was I thinking about him and thinking of his feelings instead of my own? "I care about one thing." "What's that?" I asked gently. "You."

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