THE PACT
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Last published Sat, Sep 19, 2015
[It was getting started, I knew it had
all begun I was swiftly changing day by day, I could feel it in my bones it seemed like a blur but it was sepia, she warned me but I turned deaf ears I need to change the past but I can't find a time machine, I'm scared cause I won't be able to survive]
MY LIFE TIME MISSON
Kayla had just arrived at Georgia, she leftover her brother Logan and her sister Charlie, they seemed to be distractions in her way, time also seemed to rush pass her, she dealt with a very humiliating past which was all but a grief she couldn't bear, leaving home was her best option, she needed to find were she belonged and to know how she came to be, things were so confusing, she needed to find answers
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