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Ongoing, First published Nov 15, 2016
Mature
Dear Friend, 
             I see you, bloody and drained, weary and empty. You say you've got nothing left, but I hope, one day, you can see the strength I know you've got in you. Do not forget your fire, do not forget your survival. Friend, you've come so far, and I don't want to see you loose this. And, don't worry about me. Everything is normal, everything is fine. I worry about nothing, because everything is fine. 
                                                               Your Friend, 
                                                              ANONYMOUS 

    That's always what we'd hope we'd see, or at least something like that. But no. It never came. No one cared about us, solely because we were different. 'You're so close, but I hope that you  stop searching. I don't want you to foresee what I've become, so please stop looking.'
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My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."