Looking Back

Looking Back

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These were the thoughts going through the mind of 17 year old Sheliegh "Snow" Winters. Looking back, I could have avoided everything that has happened. Everyone that I loved would still be here with me. My home wouldn't be destroyed. My family and friends blood wouldn't be spilled on the ground among all the rubble that was once my home. He wouldn't be missing. And I wouldn't be alive looking back at everything filled with regret, sorrow, shame, guilt and pure raw anger. Looking back, I made a vow that day. A vow I intend to keep. I vowed that I wouldn't let this happen to anyone else. And whoever did this will pay. With their life. I'll make sure of it.
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" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love. Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.

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