Sometimes Its Not just Missing Someone Its Wondering If They Miss You Too

Sometimes Its Not just Missing Someone Its Wondering If They Miss You Too

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I stared at all the pictures and notes , all my memories. My mom was right I dont deserve happiness. I wanted to burn everything, to start all over agian but I couldnt I stilled loved them. I would never see them again. I was alone. This time I was completelly alone.
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Thirst

Pain. Everywhere. I could hardly breathe. But still, I forced myself to stay awake. I couldn't risk falling asleep. I looked at the small cage he had put me in, and sighed to myself. I felt my eyes lose their yellow colour, and go back to my usual colour, hazel. It wasn't easy, being taken away from your family at a young age, and being changed. Into a monster. I didn't know exactly what I was, but I even scared myself when he took me to the woods to hunt, like he just had. I wish he would just let me die. But he wouldn't. Every day, he told me that I was his most precious valuable, and he couldn't let me go. But that doesn't stop my small fantasy of him letting me die. Nothing ever would. That was the thing that I wanted most in the world. That and one more thing. Blood.

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