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How I Died
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Ongoing, First published Dec 12, 2012
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                    Stories. Every person has one. Some stories are adventures, some are of love, some are of tragedies and hardships. Mine...well my story is of all the above. I loved deeper than some will ever know, I cried harder than most will ever have to, and I experienced in my short 18 years more than someone who has lived 100.

                  I held a secret, no human has ever known of. All because fate decided I should go get some icecream. Little did I know that short, five minute trip around the corner, would change the way I saw the world. I used to be scared about the monsters I read about, or watched on screens.

              Now I know the truth, behind all the myths and tales of the creatures. I saw them for who they were as people, the people they used to be before a stroke of bad luck hit them. And hit them hard. I gained a bestfriend among them. A soulmate. And even the family I never had.

                 All for chocolate icecream.
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