Eye of the Tiger

Eye of the Tiger

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My name is Skylar Trunen. I'm your ordinary dorky teenager. This is my story. This story is not what you think it is. It might seem odd or strange. Trust me, if someone would've warned me about it beforehand, I would of laughed in their faces. But it's true. So here's what happened. I find myself getting introduced to H.A.P.P.I., a secret cooperation of teenagers that tracks down demonic figures known as Phantoms. They lurk around every corner, haunt nightmares, and hunt the Phantomers right back. With the help of the Commander, the leader of H.A.P.P.I, I learn that I apparently have powers. Powers that I can only learn how to control. After that little chat, my friends(some not so much friends) and I soon find ourselves on a journey to end the long war against the Phantoms. So here's my story. Good luck. And watch out. (Completed)
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You spoke with your fists more than you spoke with your words the hate poured out of you and onto me for all the things that weren't my fault You've beaten the fight out of me taught me not to run and tell a lesson made in blood turned me into your slave You showed me kindness in rare moments you didn't make my life hell a manipulation or a nicer side to you I could never tell You fed me breadcrumbs made me treasure them like gold until I worshipped the ground you walked on and looked at you like one might look at God You upped and left never said a goodbye it hurt more than the most painful fist and the cruelest lie You became a ghost haunted me for a decade showed up in memories and dreams and one summer night in real life All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without the written permission of the author.

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