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I miss you still I am happy your life was full I loved your thirst and drive I loved that you always strived I loved that you were so positive I loved that you took everything in Your stride But most...
Ryan Mom got out of the car, looking at ease as usual. Her dark brown hair - so like my own - hung down to her shoulders, matching the colour of her eyes.
Keep going. Don't let them get you. My ragged breath is all I can comprehend. There is a weird taste in the back of my throat that I always get when I'm running.
I cry in fear, I scream with hate. What gave us all This ugly fate. To meet upon The battle field, Where all must fight, And none can yield. I do not want To do whats right. I want to kill.
I found a picture of us siting together In a bumper car, you were twelve, I was nine remember.
Tossing me aside, As you stumble to the front. I've never seen you move so fast, Hissing as you hunt. You hunt for united districts, And for you sister's life.
Chapter 3. The doctor told us that she died from a heat stroke, which wasn't likely in young children.
I sat aboard the Number 29, With my little brother’s hand in mine.