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My Bully's Punishment

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I hate boys, period. Ever since I was bullied consistently on third grade, I decided that I would  never want to interact with anyone amongst their kind ever again. I dumped myself in silence for years while keeping my left hand busy writing secret diaries alone. I thought I was safe now, especially when I seemed to be a non-existent person in society. However, one of them started noticing me again and of course, in a negative way. He was Gabriel, the bully who tried everything to get me pissed.      Now, he is the reason why I broke both my legs, keeping me lodged in a wheelchair, walking with painful crutches 24/7. I believe he deserves a severe punishment and that's to be my personal caretaker.   In the other hand, mom hires a private therapist who seems to change my perspetive about boys. He was an exception, an absolute gentleman. I would die to entitle him as my first crush.All Rights Reserved

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The Wish of a Broken Heart

They say, "Be careful what you wish for." They say, "There's truth to every story." They say, "Karma's a Bh." A heart's wish is a powerful thing. But magic doesn't exist. Or so I thought. Now, a troll has found me. Cara I can't... It hurts... Why? Am I not good enough? Not pretty enough? What did I do to be betrayed like this? I feel numb except for the gaping hole in my chest. The darkness starts creeping in. I wish... Heavens how I wish... Friday June 13th I don't know when, how, or why I ended up where I am, but here I am. As insane as it sounds, I am no longer on earth. I think. Maybe I'm dead. Or maybe I'm in a coma! One where I can feel a hell of a lot of pain and new scents are being created? Maybe, just maybe, I should have listened to Grandmother's crazy stories of magic in our blood and being careful what we wish for. They don't sound so crazy anymore. All I know is I'm on the ground, can't move, staring up at an impossibly blue sky through broken branches of trees I've never seen before. That's saying a lot. Botany is my favorite hobby. I think I have internal bleeding from falling through the three-story tall trees like a pinball. My only regrets are knowing my Mum will be in a panic, won't quit searching, and my sweet American Pit Bull Terrier, Nimuë, fell through with me. *** Tavirian Our laws are clear. If we find any creature wounded past the point of healing, we kill them. It's a mercy. We've gotten a reputation for being ruthless and cannibalistic because of it. Hundreds of years ago, perhaps, but not anymore. I'm still a monster. I'm on my ancestral pilgrimage to present the spirits with my potential brides. I'm not thrilled with my options. My mate is out there, but the elders are pushing me to take one of our Tribe. When we come across a nearly dead, tiny human and her creature, I can't kill them. Especially now. I can use the pilgrimage to save them for now, but I'll need help.