Luctus Damnum

Luctus Damnum

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Reality and the deep ache of loss press down on Jericho, leaving her feeling more adrift than ever. Guilt wraps around her like chains, suffocating and relentless. Memories of that fateful day flood her mind-haunting her like a spectral presence. The weight of guilt feels as though it has stolen her entire world, leaving nothing but emptiness in its wake.
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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