The Time That Time Left Us [[Prequel]]

The Time That Time Left Us [[Prequel]]

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I remember when I took time for granted. I remember when I mistreated the innocent people that deserved and still deserve the love, affection and attention that most people aren't comfy with. I remember when I'd smoke cigarettes in the backyard at family reunions. And I also remember when I was 16 and made some stupid poster quote saying 'Waste your time wisely'. Now I'm an emote and sensible 32 year old father with four children; a 12 year old boy, 8 year old twin girls and a 4 year old toddler who make me cherish time even more than I did 15 years ago (which isn't so long ago). But times are at it's worst and the world is at it's end. Can the intricate family get together and win over till time is gone? Or will they die along with the stolen moments they should have lived in? Find out in: The Time That Time Left Us
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Escaping from your past isn't easy, especially when you're just a puppet in the grand scheme of things. We were young, but we never had it easy. You could say we were lucky after escaping time and time again, but our fate always brought us back. Even now, we are not what we wanted, but who we were meant to be. It's in our blood, we have no choice. We were born into something much bigger than ourselves, something that we'll never be able to fully escape from. This may appear to be an ordinary cliché story, but all those clichés give us comfort. It means that maybe one day we will have our happy ending, but that has yet to come. A normal life is impossible to reach, we know that now. We were so naive to think we could create one on our own if at all. Every day we live in fear that they'd find us. Even after travelling so far to get away, they still haunt us in our mind. We are a nurse; a thief; a persuader; and an assistant; the only family we have and need. The future is uncertain, but there's no denying our past. This is the story of how we died.

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