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It's been 25 days since the planet appeared where the moon used to be.

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My legs hurt I can't run anymore, so I sit there my heart beating, my breath short and shallow.

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I'm glad my rapist uncle has finally been sent to jail.

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Today I finally decided to open up to my psychologist, Dr. Hauller.

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His grip tightened around my ankle for he wanted to drag me to hell with him.

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For millions of years I roamed the planet, licking stones, eating snow, crawling in the sand, alone.

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To show off to the boys I aimed my new gun to the sky and emptied the magazine.

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"Come closer, I just want to get a better look at you."

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My nose is in excruciating pain since I got here.

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Midnight, we suddenly stop our chanting, tears flooding our eyes, as the last drop of the innocent's blood drips down the stele.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
It's been 25 days since the planet appeared where the moon used to be.	15
My legs hurt I can't run anymore, so I sit there my heart beating, my breath short and shallow.	14
I'm glad my rapist uncle has finally been sent to jail.	14
Today I finally decided to open up to my psychologist, Dr. Hauller.	14
His grip tightened around my ankle for he wanted to drag me to hell with him.	13
For millions of years I roamed the planet, licking stones, eating snow, crawling in the sand, alone.	13
To show off to the boys I aimed my new gun to the sky and emptied the magazine.	12
"Come closer, I just want to get a better look at you."	12
My nose is in excruciating pain since I got here.	12
Midnight, we suddenly stop our chanting, tears flooding our eyes, as the last drop of the innocent's blood drips down the stele.	11