Clemency (DNF)
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  • Reads 147
  • Votes 19
  • Parts 12
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Oct 06, 2016
Ethan pushes through the herd of students who are trying to get out  of the class. I don't stop. I push forward. I squeeze through two boys who shoot me death glares. I cower under their gazes and dart out of there.
  
    I don't stop. He'll kill me. He'll kill me just like I killed his sister. 
  
    I shake my head trying squeeze the tears back in. One escapes. I escape, too. I'm out of the class. My lower lip is trembling. I run a hand through my blue streaked hair. Stop crying, Miriam. You'll ruin your makeup. Like I cared about my makeup. I run down the hall and to my locker, my footsteps merging into one racket with a hundred more. My heart is pounding like a herd of bulls stampeding in a field.
  
    He'll kill me.
  
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  Mimi made a mistake. We all do right? But she thinks hers is unforgivable. Still, she wants to forget her past. She wants to be be forgiven. But how could anyone ever forgive her for something awful? 
  
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  Copyright 2016 ©  by Luminous Limerence.
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