Who We Really are
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Última publicación mar, mar 25, 2014
I started to count to ten. 1. he kissed my cheek. 2. he cupped my face. 3. he let go. 4. I could hear him stand up. 5. I heard his footsteps. 6. I heard him tell Jessica to go to hell. 7. I heard him walk away 8. I shed a tear. 9. I screamed. 10. I opened my eyes to see a ghost of the only person I loved. What would you do when everyone and everything you ever knew was ripped away from you. All you had left in the world was a past hidden from you and you're best friend. What about living in a world where all of the inhabitants are either dead or traitors. What would you do?
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