Mine for Always [Short-Story]

Mine for Always [Short-Story]

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"My life as a child wasn't exactly full of smiles and joy. After mom had to leave, everything changed. I remembered their arguments almost every night, how dad hit, how he drank, how mom cried, and how I hid. Being too young to understand, everything got to me easily. When my father chased mom out of the house, he threw all his anger at me. I became the target. I hated him. I hated life. At age eight I wanted to die. Things at school weren't so great either. The kids picked on me, often for crying or because I was the quiet kid. I never really understood why I deserved that. I wouldn't stand up for myself though. I just didn't want to care anymore. But I remembered the day everything changed. The day I was saved by an angel."
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Save Me

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

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