The Compound

The Compound

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Listen to your parents, not because they're always right, but because they're more experienced with being wrong. I wish I would've listened to mine, and I wouldn't have to be here. I'm a hardheaded pessimist, who is finally learning her lesson. The Compound is no longer a made up fairytale in my mind. It's a hell hole I'm living in with my friends because we took our hardheaded asses to that party. Now we are prisoners being trained to kill, for no reason what so ever.
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Escaping from your past isn't easy, especially when you're just a puppet in the grand scheme of things. We were young, but we never had it easy. You could say we were lucky after escaping time and time again, but our fate always brought us back. Even now, we are not what we wanted, but who we were meant to be. It's in our blood, we have no choice. We were born into something much bigger than ourselves, something that we'll never be able to fully escape from. This may appear to be an ordinary cliché story, but all those clichés give us comfort. It means that maybe one day we will have our happy ending, but that has yet to come. A normal life is impossible to reach, we know that now. We were so naive to think we could create one on our own if at all. Every day we live in fear that they'd find us. Even after travelling so far to get away, they still haunt us in our mind. We are a nurse; a thief; a persuader; and an assistant; the only family we have and need. The future is uncertain, but there's no denying our past. This is the story of how we died.

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