My Saviour...
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The Turquoise Eyes. Always watching as I all asleep...as I wonder off to my own world...as I nearly lost my life.
Dr.Hazelwood. I will never forgive him, for what he did to me was worse than what I tried to do to myself but I will never forget what he did for me, and how much he helped me become...me.
The River. The place I thought I called home, the place I loved because I escaped from the world there. I thought I would be able to be able to trust this place with all my heart until it nearly took my heart and soul and eat my body whole.
My Life. I series of events have occured throughout my life, none of a positive style. All negative. Until my eyes met them. My feelings told me to not trust him. And I nearly died.
That...is when it all changed.
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