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“You have to always be there for your siblings, no matter what.” Jack and his mom are huddled tightly next to each other for warmth. His mother’s eyes are tearstained, filled with a sadness that makes Jack think he was looking at a stranger. Before, when he had lived in a house, when he had a dad, his mother would always be happy, a big smile on her face. A smile that wasn’t strained nor faked. Now, all Jack sees is the soulless expression on his mother's face, much like the one she wore now. Just smile like before, Jack wants to beg to his ...
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Two people, a human and a being that isn’t quite human despite sharing similar characteristics, sit by the campfire, in quiet conversation. They're both at ease. Human (male, middle-aged, average built, blonde): Krail, I’ve known you for a long time, but I don’t know much about you, not even what sort of species you are. Can you indulge me? Krail (seven-foot, pale blue skin): John, would you believe me if I told you I am an original species? John (the human): Are you? Krail: I am. There is no other like me. When I was born, there hadn’t even...
TW: Violence, descriptions of gore, and swearing. There is an innocent question that lingers on all of us who are desperate for affection; “What is love?” and “Will I ever be loved?” The question plagues us. We want that love. The sort of love people don’t question because that love is unquestionable. To me “love” is a strange thing, most times it’s used as an excuse. “I yelled at you because I love you” or “I’m sorry okay? I didn’t mean to cheat on you. I just love you so damn much.” or “I love you a lot, but I wish you could stop t...
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