I was left alone, my limbs left detached.

Dean Martin sings, I’m finally free.

My murder was, of course, brutally horrific.

Everything comes to an end.

My death was a process that has come to an end.

There is no more ugly noise, only the waves and birds. There are no people to find my distorted and destroyed body.

The process of this outcome was long and painful. The details don’t matter becau...

Jon Snow hated when his fingers went stiff from the frozen winter. He treaded strong and unwavering on the ice, unlike a certain brown haired Beauty. The solid, hard ice never helped the uncordinated. The young beauty knew this.

Jon knew he had to keep moving, he’d never make it back to the wall at this rate. He stops stomping in the snow when he hears someone fall on ice. The snow muffles sound ...

My poor baby. She’ll never understand the impact of her sacrifice. Her donation will not go unnoticed.

“This is more than a donation of your body to science, this is a donation of your body to me. By signing these documents, you are saying you trust me to do with you as I will.” I sit back in my chair. It rocks. Why does it rock like that? I hate it. I twitch and end up just standing. If I sit in...

I don’t remember it being this cold the last time I came back to the wreckage. I breathe out, my lips are drying out and sticking together. I cough but I only end up inhaling more dry air.

I take my hair out of its ponytail. Maybe that will warm me up a little. Everything is so foggy. Something is wrong. Something is off, I’m not here. This isn’t real.

I wake up in my bed, sweating. I kick off m...

Her chest rises and falls slower then I’ve ever seen. Her heart rate is often high. She’s my bundle of anxiety. Her eyes do this thing when she calms down and she looks sleepy. She looks truly relaxed and trusts me.

She is known for not trusting others. She makes it quite clear to everyone that she puts up walls and will do anything to keep people on the other side of those walls.

“I like you” I...

I can resist anything but temptation.

Hence why I’m now holding ice against my swollen ears. I wish I had a better story for you. I sized up my gauges. For those of you who don’t know what that means, I’m sticking acrilic cone shaped spears in my ear where one might have an earring in.

You know what, just google it....

I should be asleep.

I can’t sleep.

These socks are sweaty and gross.

GET THEM OFF!

much better

The blanket is worse. I don’t want to feel my feet touching. Come on. Come on. Stop stop.

Don’t break your glasses.

What if I fall off the roof cleaning the gutters tomorrow?

I don’t want to sleep yet.

Why is my head itchy

Maybe I should shower now. It’s 12:54AM. Be smart. This is smart, my hair i...

Finally, I’m going to be free. I’m going to be able to run without his chains dragging me back.

Soon I will speak of his manipulation and maybe he will pay the price rather than a slap on the wrist.

I will breath without him in the front of my mind. I will dance as a free woman. He took seven months of my life away from me. I’m going to take more. I’m ready to get dirt in my nails.

I’ve been g...

If I’d said no. If I’d just said no….

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“So, do you go to school around here?” He pried.

“No,” I lie, pulling my jacket over my chest.

He was chipper. “You must go to school. You’re so young. You’re probably very mature for your age.”

**I’d heard that phrase before. The last man to tell me I was mature for my age was more than twice my age and wanted me for inappropriate things.*...

Mary Jane

Shiney

Black

Scuff-less

Spotless

Small

Flat

They click whe she walks, almost like a tap shoe. They’ve seen many puddles.

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Author’s Note: I hate this. I’m tired....