I Begged You
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Última publicación lun, ago 15, 2016
"Sometimes I feel as if I'm cursed. A slow, hungry curse that has worked it's way across my entire life, stripping me of everything I love."
~Morgan Rhode~
Imagine being shot for the paper in your wallet.
Or being stabbed because some kid wanted his first taste of blood.
Now imagine seeing the one with the gun falling to the ground with a bullet wound in his leg.
And the kid taking his last breathe in front of you due to a bloody gash in his stomach.
Welcome to my life.
Some would call it a gift. Never getting hurt and automatically receiving revenge on those who may have attempted to just hurt you does seem like some superpower from a comic book.
That is until you're convicted for murder.
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