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Locked Faith :INCOMPLETE:There's nothing I can say to make this right. I know, it sounds corny and silly, like the type of thing a trite, preppy teenager might write when she's feeling "deep". But it's where I am right now. Sure, I should be angry at him, vengeful, but I can't help but feel sorry. No reason, I've just been like that my whole life. Always apologizing, always scolded at when it wasn't my fault.Locked Faith :INCOMPLETE:
"How could I live like this!?" The other being inside of me hissed, "How could I have spent seventeen long years being everything everyone else wanted me to be when even that wasn't good enough for them!?"
I have a lot of time to kill while the mea
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One Shot, One KillPrypiat, Ukraine, 1996 “Leftenant Price, the meeting is underway. Enemy transport sighted entering the target area.”One Shot, One Kill
Ten years of a military career lead up to this single, miniscule point in time. My eye looked through the scope of the overpowered Barrett 50. Cal. Anti-materiel rifle. It was supposed to be an anti-tank rifle, but I guess the fat cats at MI-6 really wanted Zakhaev dead. I was just a Leftenant back then, doing some wet work. Chernobyl. Christmas for the bad guys. Even a decade later, a lot of them still used it to get their hands on nuclear material. A lot of them - including one, Imran Z
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Beyond Death: part 16My insides felt as if they were mercilessly being torn in every direction. Sharp claws digging into my skin and slicing through the veins, bone and muscle with gleeful ease. I lashed out at Lewis and stumbled up to my bedroom, edging away from any of the reapers I came across. It was as if they were of the same magnetic charge as me, making me recoil away in pain and unease. No... Not pain. It wasn't pain, it was a feeling of alienation, loneliness. Like a frightful version of tag, I couldn't let them get close or touch me lest I risk becoming fully undone. Amidst the eerie glare of the sun through the clouds, nothing but a stripe in thBeyond Death: part 16
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Beyond Death: Part 15I was eventually able to move again, recovering from the emotional onslaught by remaining in my own head for awhile. My legs felt numb, carrying me up the ornate staircase and down the hall towards my bedroom. I should have been ecstatic, completely happy that Andrew had awoken and now I could try my hand at a relationship with him. Yet, there was Lewis, my silent guardian. He was another monster I could relate to and someone who apparently knew what I was. The question remained, would he tell me? But what of his occupation? He was a gangster for Christ sakes, a serial rapist and a host of other marvelous things. I was satisfying my dark sideBeyond Death: Part 15
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