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The Follower
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Complete, First published Aug 29, 2016
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Name: Evan Peterson

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Weight: 165 lbs.

Height: 6 ft. 

Race: Caucasian

Former Address: 20048 Jefferson St.,
 Jacksonville Alabama

Family Members:
Mother- Mary Peterson
Father- Deceased
Sister- Scarlet Peterson

Diagnosis: Schizophrenia

Date Hospitalized: September 7, 2016

Story: Attached To Document



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     This is my first story that I've actually liked enough to put on here. Its probably not even that good....

     Don't steal my story! These are my ideas and my ideas only. If you need help. Message me. I love to give ideas. But don't steal my shit!
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.