The Game

The Game

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I have no control over my self anymore, none of us do. Life has no meaning and it has all been a lie; Our lives were never real. We were watched at every moment, heard at our weakest hours and told what was acceptable to continue the game. Our life is a game, our conscious has been taken over and we are trying to survive against the 'control' they have over us.
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It was an ordinary day. Nothing thrilling ever happened. That was until my whole world got turned upside down, but that wasn't thrilling, it was terrifying. I thought my life was over. I hadn't even graduated from college. I thought my life was over but it had only just began. A terrifying event led to love. I had never been loved like this. I just wanted my piece of happiness, even if it meant finding it where no one would ever dream to. Love is supposed to last forever but the world was against us. Literally. One event found me the love of my life then just as quickly another event made me lose love forever.

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