Meet Me On The Surface
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living on through centuries without a path. I used to have a family once... a family who loved me and cared for me without a doubt, but who knew things would happen in a different turn the day I turned 8.
instead of a birthday party along with gifts and wishes, I was sent forth to another place located far away from my hometown. there I was greeted with an eerie cold rushed of air the moment my eyes shake gravely as my knees buckled from the intense tightness of air. I thought I had died a sudden pathetic death by then. now it was replaced with a mock of horror rushing through my veins crawling down my spine when they stabbed a peculiar liquid straight at my neck.
After a few weeks or so, they made me forget all of my memories, the life I used to know, gone...
right at the center table, 18 kids around my age gathered around, their skin pale as paper as if all their emotions were sucked out of their body, a strange weird looking old hag handed out each of our food tray filled with unidible contents I couldn't describe.
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