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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 9KAITLYN LIPPS I felt awful leaving Andrew behind so suddenly. He seemed to be enjoying himself around me, it made me feel warm and welcomed. Such emotions thawed the hard rock that had replaced my heart, Eddie's fire surging within me once more. I almost let out a small giggle as I stepped into the elevator. You taste like peanut butter. I could almost hear Eddie's voice in my head. The dry, hot weather of the desert just outside his house, the grass below us, his lips against mine and later his breath against my face as he made the comment. I bit my lip, looking down and suppressing the feelings. Think about other thiBeyond Death: Part 9
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