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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jan 21, 2017
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Mystery
He shoved me back, all force into my chest as I was thrown into the room. All things that clouded my mind before were gone, because I was only able to focus on the statue Infront of me. It was only a statue...you illusional clown. A statue I'm not able to look away from, a statue that causes harm to others and forces me into wrong choices. It twas sad this statue represents such a horrid person I don't wish to speak of.. And yet I know, he's coming back for me..
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I glared at him; every cell in my body was on fire with hate. Everything that he represented - a manipulated, cold, emotionless world - I wanted to end. Yet I couldn't because he was the only one that could get me what I had wanted for the past two years of my life. He was the only one that was cold enough to get the job done. What did that say about me?

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