The Choking Kind
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I wasn't a good person.
But I wasn't bad either. I knew that.
Sometimes I caused trouble, and sometimes it came looking for me. I'm not saying that to make you feel sorry for me. You shouldn't. I saw everything coming, and I allowed it to happen. I wasn't naïve or careless. I wasn't a victim. I was a deer staring at the headlights, and I paused to admire the ethereal glow - mesmerized - uncaring about the collision that was about to take place.
It would cost me everything.
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