Playing With Fire

Playing With Fire

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They make jokes about how I didn't matter, about how no one would miss me if I died. I laughed along like it didn't bother me. Like it wasn't eating me away inside. Now the time comes to decide what I want to become. The girl who stuck around and let the world beat her to the ground or the girl who jumped, and escaped it all in a split second. Either way I'm a coward. Jokes on them, I guess. I may be the coward, but they're the ones who were to afraid to insult me to my face that they went behind my back, and to my, acted like we were best friends. No matter what worlds we're apart of, whether it be the same one or alternate realm of reality, I will always be stronger than them.
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I actually did this story about over a month ago, I had just accidentally deleted it, so......yeah. Don't judge please! But, needless to day I am doing the story again so please read, if you like cool, if not, cool. I just love writing. So this story is based off of the villain's perspective. Here we go. No-one has ever loved me. Not one, except my mother, but she is dead now. Because of one word. Humans. They think they know everything, always trying to better the world when they are actually destroying it. Yet they blame me for everything, everything. Not one of them is different. They're all the same. I should know, since they are always out to get me almost every single day. But why do they blame me? I don't know, it's just in a mortal's nature to point the finger at someone else. It's stupid though. They know nothing of my story. Nothing of the Other Side.

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