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No MoreThe end. That’s all it was. She looked down at herself in disgust, her mutilated body, the way her scars laced together and intertwined. She did not like that she had done this to herself, the angry red of fresh wounds, the faded pink of the ones that were healing. She had done this to her, that love of hers, the one she cared for. It was only because of Jane that she was unable to stop. Nathan, the jerk she loved, who left her for Jane, came back to her… Told her she was a hottie… Said he wanted her with him… But Jane always wanted him back. TheNo More
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The Massacre He loomed over them menacingly. They knew this would be their last day. They tried to stand their ground, but he was too overpowering. He tore into their midst, not stopping, seemingly immune to their pain. He ripped them out of their homes, leaving them to die slowly in a pile in the dirt. The scorching sun beat down on the victims of the man, making them wish someone would end their misery, their prolonged suffering. It was amazing to them how strong and agile the man was, for he was at least 75 years of age. The man wiped out most of their populThe Massacre
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GotchaI looked deep into his light blue eyes. “Are you ready?” he asked. As I took a deep breath, I glanced around. We were in a small clearing near his house, our little stop with a clear stream running through it, surrounded by large trees. I shifted my gaze to the small mound of discarded clothes at the base of a tree. He shifted slightly, still straddling my waist. “I-I’m ready.” I stammered nervously. “Okay.” As he said this, he got a mischievous look in his eyes. His hands moved expertly along my body. &nGotcha
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