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Louder Than Blood (#writingpovertycontest) (#boyxboy)
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Ongoing, First published Nov 01, 2015
My entry for the @writingpovertycontest 

EDIT (12/13/15): WINNING ENTRY

Warning: Content may not be suitable for all audiences. Contains references to drugs and alcohol, graphic descriptions of abuse, and coarse language.

"How can you love someone else ... if you cannot love yourself?"

"It doesn't matter what you choose to do with your life. However, what you make of it - that is a different story."

"A person can only play with the hand they are dealt."

"The strength of a person is not something that can be measured superficially. The information must be viewed subjectively and holistically, and only then can one hope to understand."

"Pain and suffering are not comparable; that is, one persons trials cannot be held in contempt against another's."
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Everything hurt. The pain the flooded over my entire body. I could feel the blood seeping out and the bruises beginning to form as I just lay here on the kitchen floor. Despite all this, the worst pain, is feeling nothing. Inside I feel so empty and Broken. I cry but I don't even feel the emotion behind it. I just feel like a void inside me, never to be filled because there is nothing or no one to fill it with. And I hate it. She used to fill that void, with her kindness and compassion that never once wavered, with her smile that would light up my world. But now she's gone, And she left me in the darkness. Asher Greyson lives in a small town called Hillwood grove with his father and brother. It sound simple enough, but you when you look a little deeper you can see the truth. Asher's father abuses him to no end, he has suffered for the past three years with no escape from his hell. Jayson Walker's life was perfect. He was the king of the school, he was rich, and he was on the football team. But that all changed when his father passes away and his mother moves into there old house in Hillwood Grove to start a new life. What happens when the two boy cross paths? Will Jason sacrifice his life for the small boy in the corner? Will Asher forever be afraid of Jayson? Will it end in tears of joy or pain?