What My Life Use To Be Like.

What My Life Use To Be Like.

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July 27 2016, I've read all the twilight book, the fantasy books, and the romance books, yet none of them could prepare me. My life was once so different, but I wouldn't change a thing. I like what my life is right now. But I fear I can see my perfect new life crumbling down on me. How can someone so perfect think to be destined with me? How do I explain to him my flaws and how I came to have all of my scars? Or the most troubling and heart wrenching question, how will he learn to love a walking disaster like me, or will he just leave? I've build myself up from the ashes once, but even I know that I won't be able to do it again. My past that haunts me so closely will never leave me, and it's a curse I live with ever day. Aiden is everything that I use to despise, and yet I couldn't picture him any other way. Will he learn to accept me or do i have to start planning on living without him? I don't want to, but I have to plan for the worst. When nothing but disaster comes from me I must always plan for the worst and make sure I don't look back when I start running. My life has always been this way and I don't expect anything different. Until next time, Chloe
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"In a world ruled by power and tyranny, peace is a distant dream. You were once a child, innocent and new to life, yet someone ignited the flames of destruction, suffocating your breath and stealing away the purity of your air. All that remained were fleeting drops of water and the faintest hope that the fires would one day cease. Perhaps you were gifted, your powers beyond what was ever expected, but power isn't just strength-it's a threat. Years passed, and you grew to despise everyone and everything. In rage and vengeance, you found a twisted kind of salvation. Amidst the chaos, you found home with someone you've picked up while desperately trying to escape the chains of fate. And though agony shaped my path, I never wavered from my purpose. Through hell and blood, I built my name and wealth, offering others a chance for redemption, for lives once broken like my own. Now, after all this time, I've prepared to fulfill the final task of my life. Many will weep, blood will stain the earth, but certainly, they will pay for stealing my childhood. - Anastas

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