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This is what I wanted.

This is what I wanted.

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They were never given a name, they are only known as ''the nameless'' to the powers above. They were the first amalgamation of the union between Lilith and Lucifer. They lived for eons spreading forbidden knowledge and bringing to life human being's deepest and darkest sins. After discovering a place on Earth, where God himself could not influence. They thought it best they move the, 1800 New Orleans where hedonism was the second language of the land. However God's mercy is only for the deserving not for the born evil. Archangel Arzael made sure that they would never be able to spread their influence anywhere else in the world again, by binding them to the very soils they sought freedom from. Jump to present day, and its moving day for Jackie. Moving from California to New Orleans is a big jump. One could say there is a lot of adjusting to do, especially when you don't even know what's watching you at night.
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The leaving. It was hard, tragic , painful, yet it had to be done, I needed to save my life. I didn't want to start again, this would be the story of finding myself, pulling myself back together, reuniting the happy go lucky youngster I had once been. The shock of leaving took more of a toll on me than I thought it would. I had asked two people to help me move out of the house I had shared with my partner for 8 years, we had been together 23 years in total. The move was done in total secrecy, my partner could never know in advance, it was a very scary time. I had moved various things out of the house and secured a rent on a property nearby. The house I picked was near the School the children went to, and my oldest lad was going to be near his best friend. My Mother told me of the property it was advertised on the web, we both went and had a look, even that was scary, I didn't want to be seen by anyone and became paranoid that I would be caught out. For many months I lived on a new kind of fear, the fear of someone finding out that I planned to leave my abusive partner, though of course no one knew my seemingly happy, funny, generous partner was abusive. Finding the house was one thing, getting the various companies to connect the house and exchanging the information of my current address so they could varify that I was, who I said I was almost drove me mad. The day came to leave, My Mother and a very dear Friend came round as early as possible, we packed as much as we could. This included taking the boys clothes, bedding, toys, stuff from the garden, my stuff. We had 3 cars the packing seem to take all day. By the end we had to get going to be able to unpack, leaving me time to pick up the boys from School and settle them in their new home. I couldn't do it at first,I started to cry then scream, to leave the world I had put so much of my life into, and now in a split second would be leaving was breaking my heart.

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