Running
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Last published Fri, Jul 31, 2015
Running. You get tired of it, eventually.
I should know. I've been running ever since it happened.Ever since...
Ever sinceI happened. Running from foster home to foster home, running from what I used to be.
From what I have become.
Running from my past and my future.
But this story starts on the day I decided to take my own life into my own hands.
Because, if I'm gonna run anyway, lets face it, why can't I run where I want to go?
My name is Silver Ignis , and this is my story.
Cliché, I know.
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