Lover From The Stars

Lover From The Stars

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I was only 6 when my escape pod separated me from my family. And before I knew it I was crash landing in Hells Planet aka Earth. That's what the humans call it. But to us Aliens it's an evil place no one should ever enter. A nightmare, evil bedtime story. But to my surprise the life forms that took me in and protect me are kind. And I'm happy to call them my family. As the years went by I had to get used to Earthlings and their society. They are far different from mine at home. And I thought me being an alien was the only thing that made me different... I was oh so very wrong.
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I leaned over the railings of the balcony of the room I'm currently renting. It's on the very top floor, 25th, and the view down below was... fine. I can't seem to compliment a thing worthy of a compliment with the right word no matter how outstanding they seem to be. I guess my past ruined me that my eyes can't see the beauty of one thing no matter how brightly it shines. All the things I see now are blood and violence. Nothing else, if it's not either of the two, then, it is useless to me. Well, there's also one thing. Sex It's a way of release most people yearned for and desperately searched for while I just let it come. It's not like I'll die if I don't have it although I do know that it is a need for me. But, I do not care on whom I get from. The same way I don't care how I get my money. One thing is for sure, my money? It's blood money... and I'm damn proud of it.

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