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Possible TW: Verbal abuse, alcoholism. This is based off my life, names changed.Hot tears slid down my cheeks as I walked in the brisk fall air to the gymnasium for the basketball game. The blue and orange paint on my face had most likely smeared and would need to be reapplied before I joined the other cheerleaders. I didn't want anyone else to see me cry but the more I tried to dry my tears the faster they fell. I sat down hard on the ground and buried my face in my arms and let myself sob. This night was supposed to be a great night. How ...
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The wind whipped my shoulder length ebony hair into my eyes. The rain pelted my skin, stinging my face. Thunder boomed and lightning struck all around me. Smoke kicked up under my feet with every step I took. Sweat poured down my face mixing with the rain. My fingers are bloody and burned as I cling to the jagged rocks on fire, clawing my way painfully to my destiny. I've come too far to let it end with me falling down this cliff, risked too much. An eerie whistle on the wind makes the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. He's coming. I...
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