Energy Never Dies
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  • Reads 280
  • Votes 63
  • Parts 20
  • Time 1h 12m
Ongoing, First published Apr 23, 2015
Earlier this morning, I was dropped off at the orphanage. All I remember is passing out and everything disappearing, one by one. I don't know what happened, but I will find out. A drunk lady runs this place like a lunatic. I heard we have to wake up at four o'clock in the morning and stay up late just to clean non-stop. 

I still have the energy to do everything.

I will find my parents and get out of this mess.

I will sue them.

I have a brother, who's probably going insane. 

I will look for him.

I will always have the energy to do so.

My energy never dies.

Even when pain gets gruesome, crying about my brother, my energy will never die.
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